SAFE AND SOUND

Mornings In the moment between sleeeeeeeeeeeeeep and wake I am weightless, I am nothing I am a condor soaring over a graveyard in Spain I...

Against nature Harry’s first steps. Alfie’s fourth birthday. Isla riding without stabilisers. Molly sighs. Is there nothing else on Faceb...

Wednesday 14th October Wellbeing Writing Workshop Bethan Rees of Safe and Sound and Let’s Do Words will be taking to Facebook Live via Sa...

Salud A spider, on one silken strand, drops from the kitchen ceiling. Camille pinches it with her fingers; its body squirms, until it sto...

Sorrow I find Sorrow on my pillow. It feels a little sharp. I ask it to leave. Sorrow nuzzles closer, pokes me. It doesn’t offer a smile;...

Letting Go It was the 28th December but there was no festive cheer to be found sat on the bed in her cramped room. She could return to th...

Transcendental By Craig Snelgrove I passed through my memories after the minds mist evaporated from the excesses of a decade that has end...

Why These Words? By Mike Hickman Why these words, why their hold still, after so many years left unattended in their drawer dusty and unr...

INFINITY The warm water caresses my skin As I bear the waves and ripples over and through My whole body. I take a deep breath and look up...

the love in films i think of unrequited love as the painful, hidden kind shown with a forlorn nostalgia in films, the same way you probab...

Look back, a forest walking in the wood mud mushrooms beneath our feet water runs slowly tree trunks call to us meaning blossoms sideways...

Maria Malinovskaya Translated by Sarah Vitali * women with stomachs ripped open are unloaded into the cast-off bodies of cars everyone sa...

Apricity I take what I can of life. I breathe it in. Photosynthesis. I’m learning to grow again. Forget darkness. I’m painting over all t...

Seeds This year, she saves seeds from the garden’s brightest spaces: twists the dark nubs from their papery cases shakes the splayed seed...

Grandma Lulu The savory smell of Grandma Lulu’s roasted pork and rosemary potatoes drifted into the living room as Wheel of Fortune playe...

Poetry Will Tell It forwards. You are hiking away from the shadows that roost in your musty attic. You are climbing through caves where n...

As the first published article of Safe and Sound Press, it seems appropriate to briefly summarise the purpose and benefits of writing for...