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In Print: The Isolation of Recovery (The Tired Girl Society)
Darlings, it’s raining hard in the middle of June and the grey outside is infectious. As Anne Sexton once said: It is June. I am tired of being brave. This week has been something of a struggle, even if I’m typing this on a Wednesday afternoon. I feel as though I’ve been losing grip of…
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Body Talks: There's Nothing Poetic About Needles in the Back of Your Skull
I too am sick of the body. I too am sick of being a body, am sick of being sick about my body, – Meghan Dunn, from “Response, Years Later, to Two Male Poets I Overheard Discussing How Sick They Were of Women’s Poems about the Body,” published in MUSE/A The moment I got the…
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Round Up: All of April, Much of May (Down and Out in Two Sides of London)
This was a post I began in late April, and yet here it is, the middle of May, the world softly spiralling past spring and into summer and I have felt somewhat dragged down, distracted lately, hence nothing truly coming together. It has been an incredibly busy couple of months, and I have been weighed…
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About
Lucy Hannah Ryan (she/they) is a queer poet, fiction writer and essayist from London. She has been writing poetry since early childhood, where she would reword nursery rhymes and force family members to pay her for the privilege of hearing them performed (a business model she admires to this day.) They published their first short poem…
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Round Up: March (and I'm drifting like an appleblossom)
Hello lovelies, It’s been a while. The year has begun to slip through my fingers and I can barely catch it before it escapes me. Tomorrow is my birthday, and I’m writing this from my roof sunblind and nostalgic and terrified of something I haven’t found a name for yet. Still, I’m looking for a name.…
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Round Up: January (the reflection of lace curtains on a bedroom wall)
It is 2019 and it is January and I thought by now that death would stop being my muse but she is still carving a diamond scythe into my words until the blood falls in the shape of a fairytale and what I’m saying is I am learning to talk to death in ways that…
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In Print: & Life Cycles On and A Twitch of Muscle – Rookie Mag and Write Young Things
I’m so proud to say that I’ve managed to get some more work out in the world since we last spoke. Rookie Mag does monthly creative prompts, and last month’s concept of past lives resonated with me on a strange level. That resonance resulted in this piece, & Life Cycles On, a patchwork creative piece matching…
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Published: Something Like A Spotlight / Oh God She's Talking About Jesus Again and Tarot Poems
I told you I was being busy, and I meant it. I’ve just set up two new pieces on my payhip, Something Like A Spotlight, and Oh God, She’s Talking About Jesus Again. Something Like A Spotlight is LGBT romantic fluff, wherein a nonbinary singer songwriter becomes smitten with the accidentally charming barista at the…
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Weekly Round Up: All The Things She Said
I’m always having these epiphanies. Where I realise I love this, I am serious about my craft, I want to be a legitimate writer and use all the time I have cultivating words into stories and poems that make me think, oh, yes, this is why I am here. So I’m stepping up, like I…
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