are we... you know... brothers, francis

I'm so SO proud of this beautiful zine, and so grateful: to everyone who submitted their work, to J. for inspiring us with their workshops, and to @andpersephone.bsky.social who did SO MUCH WORK to make TWBP happen and to bring all these incredible poems together. 💖✨

Don't forget to sign up! The PDF zine will be distributed THIS FRIDAY (27TH JUNE) 😎

guys the zine is SO good and we're so excited to share it with you!!! ✨✨✨

an evening WITHOUT ANY PLANS. they said it couldn't be done... they said it wasn't possible

can't stop imagining jh as the other and not just because I want him to [redacted for piranesi spoilers but this was going to be a really terrible thirst tweet]

Oh youre jacking off to the sabrina carpenter sexy dog pic? Boring. Ill instead be jacking off to the album covers of Schubert , and Strauss

somehow I've become the jfj of my workplace (put in charge of organising things I am in no way qualified to organise)

WHAT'S A LAUNDRY ROOM! DOES EVERYONE WANT ONE? SHOULD I WANT ONE? IS THERE SOMETHING WRONG WITH ME IF I DON'T WANT ONE? WHAT IF I DON'T HAVE A DREAM LAUNDRY ROOM? DOES MY LIFE MEAN ANYTHING! THERE'S A WHOLE KIND OF ROOM I'VE MISSED

I've been chill and contented all day and now suddenly, in the space of a second, I genuinely, honestly feel like the world's ending and I'm falling into a big black pit of sludge and death. PMS is really no joke

1536 at the almeida. jesus christ!!!!!!!!

your poems.... submit them.... feed the zine

guys I don't want to get up early to get a filling and then go straight into the office and then go to dinner with my coworkers. why would I do this.

my uncle and I have spent, no exaggeration, a year and a half trying to find an evening we're both free to simply go for a drink after work. and finally today is the day. who even is he

reading some classic bdsm lit and I've gotta say. ao3 you are like a little baby

attending my first christening on sunday and I'm reading what my partner has to say as the godfather like

love comes at the end a seeping, searing sunrise bracketed by night #TWBPprompts

Revision of a very old poem. There is a much earlier version somewhere that really is about the Hartnell brothers and their mother’s letters but it’s not worth reading yet.

one of those days where I'm like wait... adhd medication... helps with adhd???? this can't be happening

you heard it here first

SEND US YOUR POEMS!!! 🤩

they should invent a poison that doesn't drip through

Keep an eye out for news about some workshops prior to the submission deadline! There will be some feedback-based sessions as well as a power-hour writing space - whatever feels right for you. Further details & sign up sheet to come. ✨

omg no way..... 👀🤩📜🧊

FRIDAY AGAIN CROZY BABY

come join the crew!! the lemon juice rations are sooo generous and we haven't even seen the Creature for weeks 🥰

colin meloy tonight. yay ❤️

big win for the life list

in other news! do you like the terror? do you like writing or reading poems? maybe you're curious about writing your first ever poem?! 🤩 come join us!

also he waterboarded hamlet about two metres away from my eyes and you'll all know how much that means to me

jazcon weekend was genuinely magical and we are so all lucky to have each other and this community ❤️❤️🥲 love you all!

not to be dramatic but the hottest thing a man can do is be in a dress

laughing at how all the medical advice is like do NOT under ANY CIRCUMSTANCES mix alcohol with methylphenidate because you WILL have the best time of your life and become a fucking legend

what if your innie suddenly had a dog

unthinkingly reacted ❄️ to an acquaintance's whatsapp party invite call for "an emoji that represents you", so now 40 strangers think I'm really into coke. happy monday everyone

everything I hear about rsc hamlet is tipping me over the edge

is anything more insidiously bad for your general day-to-day happiness than getting a bad haircut

responding to every mention of claudius being brutish and violent like okay ❤️ yay ❤️

it's literally so romantic

it's always 2 dumb bitches telling eachother "yes and"

locked tf in but at what cost

new book idea is popping off btw I have so much to say... excited and very afraid. like the start of a devastating crush

black sesame cream latte and a kimchi pasty in grange gardens where I played as a child... brilliant sunshine and birdsong... seeing my friend perform in an opera later... it literally doesn't get better than this

Two years ago, I discovered a love story hidden within Scott’s last Antarctic expedition—between two of his officers, Pennell and Atkinson. They survived the tragedy which took Scott’s life and shocked the world, but further dangers still lay ahead for them. magazine.atavist.com/from-antarct...

nothing like buying the cheap knockoff version of something to make you feel like a spoiled brat.... boo hoo the smartwatch I got for £30 off ebay to track my heartrate isn't water resistant so I have to take it off to shower. won't someone think of the me

it's a mark of what two years of dog ownership have done to me that I just watched lyra dip her tail into a plant pot, cover it in soil, and then leap over the sofa and around the room sprinkling it everywhere, and all I feel is this

"it's not quite ready to share just yet," I say about a document that doesn't exist

I'm starting a collection