my pockets are full of candy wrappers. to write is to feel. i unwrap the strawberry candy of my words …
Studentavisen i Agder
Studentavisen i Agder

my pockets are full of candy wrappers. to write is to feel. i unwrap the strawberry candy of my words …

by Babet Berning Winter is coming, Every year again. Sweaters on, Dresses off. Winter is coming, Every year again. …

Earlier in October, Unikum hosted a talentshow, where you could participate and show your true talents! We had a mix …

THE KETTLE – Evgeniia Kadyrova the kettle is boiling on the cooker and I’m sitting there the sound …

poetry becomes the most difficult thing when you are clutching tears like secrets close to your chest, not letting …

You’re probably asking “Anjali, why the hell would you annotate fiction books like you’re reading for an exam?”. It’s because …

The queen of melancholy is back! And no, I’m not talking about my pathetic and sad self, but the lovely …

The smell of fresh coffee tickles my nose as I sit across of a much younger me. I smile at …

[resemantization] A sound and its own halo above me constructing new horizons of views unseen Yet I remain myself …

Ahmed Al Saidy Rebirth Forget it all, Remain reason. Walk with me so, To entertain. You know nothing, You …

Ida Har barbert leggene og lagt leppestift krøllet hår mot nystrøket bluse eplebåter til frokost skjelver, røde porselen-lepper slår …

oh, how when you kiss me it feels like the soft push of the keys on a piano. …

New Seasons The heart opens heavily It’s like there is no muscle memory anymore Everything changed within The rain …