Tag Archives: Emily Adlam

most poems draw on childhood but you only have one, so be careful not to exhaust it you can try writing poems from someone else’s perspective – the woman you stood behind in the queue at the Pizza Hut, or … Continue reading →

I’ve always had a hankering to own a chaise lounge; ideally velvet in the colour of blue known as robin’s egg, with a single arm rest and long rows of dimples, yes I’ll admit that I’ve envisioned all of this … Continue reading →

there’s no sunset in this town the sky just grows dark unobtrusively as if the day can’t bring itself to believe its departure merits fanfare and I am not a person any more just a name in everyone’s contact list … Continue reading →