A prose piece by SELIN BENGI  Two strangers walking together amongst hundreds of thousands of people in a foreign city. Even surrounded by a sea of strangers, the two were still barely familiar to one another. After all, it had only been two weeks since they’d started seeing each other. It was just a few days ago that he had asked Margaret if he could join her on the holiday she had planned for herself. Caught completely off guard, Margaret struggled to respond to his question. She had never been on holiday with someone she was seeing before. In fact, her relationship with him, if you could even call it that, was the most serious she had ever experienced. Her long list of criteria for in a romantic partner and her nagging practical brain had kept her from seeing anyone for more than two or three dates. Yet here she…Continue Reading

Standard Life

A poem by ANONYMOUS. How many times will I go through Gower Street looking for you again?   In between the trees, And the Quad, And the faceless smiles, of every stranger that locks eyes.   How many times will I miss you again? In the library spot you liked With the panini you always ate Small memories are pointless I know. But they form a bigger picture of something else, something that hurts a little less.   All the places you once were, Are now empty and silent. I don’t know how to deal with it yet,   Your silence.   Our lives are part of other lives. Cobwebs made of cobwebs, Piles of red string tangled together, The best mess was our paths crossing in between it all. Despite it all.   I keep looking for you everywhere. Not in the trees this time, but in the sunny flowers…Continue Reading

Gower Street Missing