By Benjamin Corry Wright Kootbaully   I take a step from off the deck and in To night; a heady lift of air, to steep The week.   As light subsides, lungs open wide, Exhaustion, engines, fall behind. The grounds will rise at lower tides, Unlatch the filters – serve the night.   My breath … More CIRCULATION


By Sophie Raphael   The lights turn off and my existential crisis begins. I am a lie and a figment of my own imagination, Caught between who I want to be and who I’m settling to become. I chop, re-design and change. Should I be allowed to dream, to believe, to feel? Fear of failure, … More EXISTENTIAL CRISIS


By Morghan Nunn-Menson It was all cast In colourless tones, And an air Of crossed eyes Weighed down The streets Like a military parade.   The birds I heard, But rarely did I see. So much life, Yet so little.   What united us, It seems, Were our guarded hopes And sacred dreams And the … More LONDON


By Sajidah Iqbal   His soul shrouded in a dismal, dreary darkness, Bereft of as much as, a tiny tinsel of brightness. He is destitute of words and deficient in life, Devoid of any luck and depleted in pride. Blitz, bombs, burns, rifles, tanks, devastation, His life upside down, like some frenzied fiction.   He … More DEADBEAT DARKNESS


By Amanda Hein It was after 4 am, I can remember that. Herded; the change of music to a slow hum, like a pied piper sending the sheep out of the club at 3, flocking to the nearest kebab. Bah. Greasy burgers sopped in mayonnaise, chips drenched in ketchup, the overpriced taxi ride. Yes, it … More 12 SAUNCEY WOOD


By Zoe Maynard White lights speed past my body. Screeching screams escape from the track, the doors fly open. No hustling and bustling like in rush hour mayhem, the carriage has a scrunched up newspaper to keep me company. Outside the station, the eye watches me as she turns full circle. Without blinking, she watches … More NIGHT VISIONS


By Keith Fuchs The apocalypse is upon us! Thankfully it was a nightmare Awake next morning to know the world is still right there. That problem you faced, well that was yesterday There is no promise of tomorrow, So be another gift, to overthrow the sorrow To capture ecstasy in the narrowest window. For now … More IGNORED NO MORE


By Kristiana Smilovska it’s a dark and gloomy night but it defies all expectations   it changes you completely irreversibly you feel engulfed lost and a little bit purple   no longer is the tube a mere train that gets you places but a golden carriage taking you where chaos and music meet a place … More PURPLE


By Rosalind Raphael After darkness falls, a quiet calm descends: There’s no one walking on the pavement or around the bends; Busy workers leave their desks, shouting their goodbyes, And disappear down stairwells to the labyrinthine Underground tunnels where they all disperse On trains that take them homeward bound, to the suburbs. The wide roads … More AFTER DARK IN THE CITY