
Fall of the Giants, Jupiter in the clouds overhead striking the Giants with lightning, by Girolamo Fagiuoli
May 20, 2025

By Letty McHugh
It’s so easy to get caught up on // your own internal perspective.

By DS Maolalai
I feel the trees grow. the ache // which must echo through timber // and expansion of solidity.

‘Howdy hoody! Lemme guess: you was just passing through the middle of middle England, and you recognized the flame-decorated Ferrari outside my Hobbit Hole, and you buzzed ‘cos you fancied a parley?'

I once told a therapist my father was molesting me. It wasn’t true. I was twenty-five and exhausted, lying awake most nights trying to understand why I felt so sad when nothing in my life was obviously wrong.