Stirling University

Star-Crossed  (A poem of unrequited love)  I loathe his arrogant rays,  The way he warms and illuminates the dwellers of our world. Whilst I spin in darkness,   Nothing but a reflection of his greatness.  I hate his charm,  The protection his daylight brings.  Whilst people relish in the hours he marks,  I remain shaded in a sky of stars.   I fear his rejection.  That in the singular moment that we do pass;  He doesn’t even spare me a second glance,  Least not the way I do hi

As I lay down the flowers on the grave where I once may have lay, I feel a rush of senseless sorrow amongst the pride that burns in my heart. I think of every could have been, of every memory, and every memory that is still to be made.  Turning to face the small lake that the grave lies on the edge of, I am suddenly drunk on anticipation. Any thought of that night, that cruel night, so many years ago, still hurts my soul, a feeling only akin to a beast clawing out one’s own h

The moonlight cuts bright blocks out of the hallway’s shadows as James makes his way towards the children’s room. Only a few days ago the widows had been clouded with so much dirt that the house was dim, even during the brightest hours of the day, but Cassandra must have had them cleaned because now even the quarter moon outside illuminates his path with little trouble. The runner carpet has also been cleaned, his steps no longer come with puffs of dust, and the cobwebs have

TUESDAY, FEBRUARY 13TH. GRACELAND WEDDING CHAPEL, LAS VEGAS BOULEVARD. 16:35.   This must be the most uncomfortable chair Skip has ever sat in. Skip crosses her legs and immediately uncrosses her legs again when this causes the hard plastic to dig into her pelvic bones, slumping down a bit instead to release some of the tension in her lower back and willing the officiator to talk faster.   'Do you, Hailey Spencer,'   There's a faint crinkling sound to her left, and Skip bolts

You smell so nice Like clean salt sweat Soft soap and incense Sweet scents stuck in your hair Held there with quiet care  Then blown like embers through the air Bearing familiarity and clarity As I realize the rarity of what we share A bond that'll carry on through posterity  Honored generations beyond when we pass into barbarity They'll not remember our names nor those of our heirs Not my contrary nature or your affair with despair All they'll recall is the love we shared  B

How do you know you’ve fallen in love? It’s so subtle at first— Undetectable, almost unnoticeable.  It sneaks up on you; It grabs and gags you; It suffocates you til you’re wishing for it to stop.  Love trips you.  Love gives you false promises, And tells you all the right things.  You fall.  When you think you’re flying, You fall.  Falling and falling; Hoping and waiting and seeing If Love will catch you.  And sometimes it doesn’t.  Sometimes you hit the ground, Wondering wh

The Honourable Mention of our Erotic and Romance Writing Competition with SSHES.

Our third place winner of our Erotic and Romance Writing Competition with SSHES.

Our second place winner of our Erotic and Romance Writing Competition with SSHES.

The winner of our Erotic and Romance Writing Competition with SSHES. Trigger Warning: themes of death

We are delighted to announce that we are teaming up with Stirling Sexual Health and Education Society for a writing competition. We want you to submit your romance and erotic writing! You can submit up to 2 pieces of up to 1,500 words each. Submission guidelines and ethical guidelines are in the pictures below. The top three pieces will win a prize and have their story published online. First Place: £20 voucher to the Book Nook Second Place: a Valentine’s Day giftbag Third Pl