Dear Artist
Dear Artist, Creator, Mark-Maker, What made you do what you did? I look at what you left behind, the varying degrees of talent and message and wonder. What made you want to do such a thing? Don’t get me […]
Letter From The Editor
Dear you, I like to think of issue one being a body- subsistent, strong and each piece different yet necessary and perfect. But issue two is a soul, it’s simple and it’s small but each piece is so full of […]
Contributors
Lucy Harbron (Founder & Editor) 17 year old busy editing KILORAN, writing my lil heart out & probably re-watching Sex and The City. www.thingsthebooksforgot.blogspot.co.uk Instagram- @lucyharbron_ Twitter- @lucyharbron Eliza Caraher Probably in leopard print and pretending I’m cool. I just wanna […]
To the Hyacinth Girl in the Hyacinth Garden
To the Hyacinth Girl in the Hyacinth Garden, Let it be known that the sailor has not become something lost to the sea. The dull and empty sea, which now so gracefully embraces the red rock, offers no shadow, and […]
To Your Soul, With Love
Take the time. Tell everyone you love them, cry if and when you need, write, write with a pen on a scrap of tatty paper, draw, draw the faces of strangers on trains, dance in your kitchen, dance in your […]
Dear Red
Dear Red, Where do I start? Where did we start? How far have we come from being boxed up to being the birthplace of lyrics and the deepest of thoughts? How many tears have you seen me cry, how many […]
Dear Younger Daisy
Dear younger Daisy, First of all, cut that hair off – you don’t like it long and you want it short, just cut it off. Secondly, when people ask you to do something, always say yes – don’t hesitate, just […]
Dear Camera
Dear Camera, The moonlight illuminated the hidden corners of my bedroom, shining its light and casting shadows of people and places that were once everything to me. I felt determined to find you again as my pensive mood created a […]
To My Future Boyfriends
Dear Future Boyfriends, It’s bizarre to think that you’re walking on this planet right now – maybe you’ve even walked past me but the stars didn’t align on that particular occasion (but we both know they will eventually). Maybe you’ve […]
Dear Stranger
Dear Stranger, I’m willing to bet you don’t remember me. I’ve got to admit I barely remember you; you’re a fuzzy image of a big black duffle bomber jacket and a scared expression. God, I don’t even remember how old […]