I Thought You Were The Trees When You Were The Forest

By Vincent Canfora

I Thought You Were The Trees When You Were The Forest was a piece written after an abrupt boredom settled with writing according to the journal format. The piece spawns from the forcing away from prose, rather than the honing of poetry. The title came first.

Vincent Canfora is a Brazilian-British student in the Media, Communications and Cultural Studies at Goldsmiths. He is a self-described “quirky books” enthusiast and publishes foraging findings on his Instagram, @countzerosum. Aside from studying, he writes in occasion and works in the hospitality industry. The working environment of hospitality and alcohol and those who populate it inform his writing, alongside authors such as Nick Cave, Paul B. Preciado and Nate Lippens. Vincent takes an interest in class, masculinity, and artistry.

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Editor’s Note

Vincent’s poem summons power and an intimate look into a sort of conversation between two people. I like his use of second person, making the poem feel as if the reader is being spoken to.

Edited by Izzy Judd

All Children

By Darcy Berger

Darcy is a writer from East London studying MA Scriptwriting at Goldsmiths. His work explores the fleeting nature of time, memory, and human experience. When he’s not writing, he’s probably in a pub—though more often than not, he’s doing both.

Editor’s Note

Darcy’s fun and playful take on Disney’s classic Peter Pan was a joy to read. It brought back memories from my childhood of watching the film, and feeling panicked by Captain Hook and Peter Pan’s everlasting conflict. The form used benefits and accentuates the aim to display a notion of timelessness, and fleeting nature of childhood.

Edited by Izzy Judd

My Experience with Autistic Womanhood

By Keisha Hubbard

This piece is personal like most of my work is, it was written after a bad social interaction that left me wanting to be ‘neurotypical’. I have always craved for normality and craved a normal experience of girlhood and womanhood, but I have recently come into realisation that I can no longer reject and feel a hatred for my brain for functioning in a way that is always has done. I have started to analyse my frustrations realising that I no longer want to ‘mask’ and put on a face, but I still become conflicted by the actions and reactions of others. 

20-year-old writer currently second year at goldsmiths studying media and Commnications, specialising in creative writing. Keisha enjoys prose writing and poetry and finds both reading and writing it deeply healing. Inspired by poetic cinema and literature from artists such as Shunji Iwai, Mati Diop, Haruki Murakami and Mieko Kawakami. Instagram is @keihubbardd. 

Edited by Louis Chapman