The Neon Squid

Tag: Hunger

  • Poem: Collapsing

    Poem: Collapsing

    Collapsing, My last breath feels inevitable.  Food, a phrase once so fruitious, Now feels so forgettable. Picking the apple from Eden, An action so regrettable.    I claw and I clamber, You believe that I committed perjury  One measly morsel of food is all that I ask for. Yet you deny me this luxury, I…

  • 2nd Place Poem – End Hunger UK – ‘A Closed Fist’

    2nd Place Poem – End Hunger UK – ‘A Closed Fist’

    ‘A Closed Fist’ –  a spin on the meaning to hurt someone. A closed fist can be a punch but it could also be inferred to as a hand that is not offering food and therefore hurting someone by starving them. I wanted the poem to show how it’s essential to be kind to one another. Afterall you never know where someone might be in their…