Pick of the day
Posted by ice rivers on Wed, 18 Jul 2018
As already confessed, I have a predilection towards singing the words "wild cherry cola" over and over in my brain.
When I mentioned this to my wife, she said "you're out of your mind".
I thought for awhile that I might be.Read more
Story of the week
Posted by airyfairy on Thu, 12 Jul 2018I don’t associate cats with beaches. Dogs, yes, flappy ears and flappy paws, chasing balls and sticks, challenging the waves to a duel. But a domestic cat seems too self-contained a thing for a beach. A lion, or a tiger or a panther maybe, stalking the sand and staking its claim, I can see that. But a neighbourhood mog, with a smudge on its nose and suspicion in its eyes - no. What would a cat do with all that space?Read more
Poem of the week
Posted by Alfie Shoyger on Sat, 07 Jul 2018
My unborn son, I drill down through the wires
that thread my battered brain and ask,
“What kind of world will drag you through the fires
of earthy human passion?”
A world whipped on by trolls whose eyes are screens,
who wear a democratic mask,
rewiring human hearts into machinesRead more
Two picks this week - connected by being about life as it is today, and also connected because I found them both very moving in different ways.
Congratulations to airyfairy for Aftermath and to Alfie Shoyger for To my Unborn Son. Do read them:Read more
Picks of the Month
Posted by The Other Terre... on Sat, 09 Jun 2018The Department is located in Whitehall, approximately six floors below ground level, in a sprawling maze of corridors known as the Rabbit Warren. The exact location remains obscure, not only does The Department not officially exist, the corridors themselves have neither beginning nor end. A visit there is as disorientating as being spun round the Large Hadron Collider a few million times at just shy of the speed of light. Read more