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Creative Writing

Original, creative writing from TheNeverPress. This is where you will find poetry, short stories, epiphanies, musings and all sorts of strange and beguiling work. This will be a mix of old work and also new writing - and, some of it will be given away to all, and others will be for subscribers only. To get access to this lost-and-found treasure trove of thoughts and ideas, simply subscribe with your email and then dive in like Scrooge McDuck.

Issues Ameer Azad

TOONTOWN

Ameer Azad never misses. Witness another slingshot...
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Issues Ameer Azad

The Secret Lobe

The third poem from Ameer Azad, our Poet-In-Residence. Brace before clicking.
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Issues Ameer Azad

Bad Penny

A new, fierce, offering from Ameer Azad, our Poet-In-Residence. Brace before clicking.
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Issues Graham Thomas

The Quietist

Read, or listen, to a new poem taken from Graham's upcoming collection 'Acts As Bold As Love'
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Issues Ameer Azad

The Dead Stay Smiling

The first submission from the uncompromising, dark troubadour Ameer Azad, our Poet-In-Residence. Brace before clicking.
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Issues Graham Thomas

Introducing: Ameer Azad, poet

Ameer Azad, our new Poet-In-Residence breaks down his process and shares some work.
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Issues Rosie Cook

Archival

A little poem on friendship from Rosie Cook, all the way over there on the other side of the world. x
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Issues Graham Thomas

Christmas Without Miracles

A wee little short story for you all in this festive period that is, as they should be, happy and sad and back again. With love, GT
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Issues Rosie Cook

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Who am I when not loved? Floating in the hands of others, Cradled and cupped, Their eyes and how they see me making me light. Without it I could drown  Wash up and waste away - Then I could be anything  Inanimate, Empty with everythings  They keep me full.  Who
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Issues Rosie Cook

nothing

Living is looking forward  to nothing, Looking forward to everything,  means actually to,  Look forward  to nothing.  In that to look forward  is to abandon  the moment, The most living and ferocious real everything we have, Because what’s forward  is nothing  Nothing  - and I mean a white hazy
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Poetry Rosie Cook

sediments

Things are settling now The sediments of life breeze into a space  You once inhabited -  I, empty  out as it fills. Perhaps,  It is pieces of me that are taken  to fill in this gap.
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Poetry Graham Thomas

Coins Against Keys

Happy National Poetry Day!
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