Joy, Issue 13 Editorial
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'Sunrise in the park' by Emma Haworth When we first came up with the idea of releasing a joy-themed issue for this January, we were ..read more
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The world begins with by Elizabeth Osmond
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The world begins with white bread toast just crisp enough to hold a fold like a birthday card. Strong tea, bag left in margarine scraped ..read more
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Just alight, rippling by Laura Hemmington
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Just alight, rippling   Tomorrow, I will let it seep. The coffee and cinnamon. Our run for the bus across the forest city, gold shoes ..read more
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All praise the count of two by Lesley Curwen
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All praise the count of two     each twosome ever rolled    in duvet’s forest-cool       each quirk slant crooked pair          of grown ..read more
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The Happiest ‘Happy Birthday’ Ever by Paul Stephenson
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The Happiest ‘Happy Birthday’ Ever for Lisa, Brecean   And there would be moments, briefest interludes   when the final to you faded on ..read more
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Izakaya by Alexandra Corrin-Tachibana
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1M ago
Izakaya Irasshaimase!   You’ll sing at the top of your voice, as I enter izakaya  Shin Chan . Beaming in bandana, bare-toed in ..read more
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What Larks by Matt Gilbert 
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1M ago
What Larks Fresh off train, slanting morning rays lead on: ‘follow me, my flames of light along this path’ Ears tune in to the pad, pad ..read more
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A Floating Tree House by Doryn Herbst
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A Floating Tree House   We reached the towpath, carrying rucksacks, tins of cake. Leaving homework, leaving chores, leaving the turns of ..read more
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Flying ant day by Tim Relf
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1M ago
Flying ant day Imagine if we could always get better – by which I mean eternally heal . If nothing, ever, was ever any graver than a ..read more
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Fade by Amy L. King
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1M ago
Fade In school, I was one of those girls who could sit on her hair. Dad didn't mention my short back and sides, when I came home for ..read more
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