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Sophon Lit • 30th June 2024

Lucy Whalen

I made the Milky Way out of seaweed

and sang of light in a nursery rhyme,

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The Expressionist Literary Magazine • 7th April 2024

Before the Storm

Sing to me
Through cracks
In the Temple walls

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RESURRECTION mag • 2nd January 2024

After the Storm by Lucy Whalen, issue: II Crucify

When he hung you up there,
Did you pray?

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Litmora Literary Magazine • 27th January 2024

We Wake With the Moon

She watches us always,

And we don’t care for the End...

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25th January 2024

Doomsday – Eco Punk Literary

A room

That feels

Like an old movie

Playing on a loop...

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Litmora Literary Magazine • 10th January 2024

The Last Star and The Girl at the Piano by Lucy Whalen

Sometimes, around this time of year,

You can see what a real angel looks like.

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The Afterpast Review • 9th December 2023

Daughters of Eve by Lucy Whalen

I sing when the storm comes,
Because the fields and streams and wind farms
Need to dance...

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The Afterpast Review • 9th December 2023

Mary by Lucy Whalen

This isn’t a love story,
This is a girl, finding a reason
To walk through snow...

WordPress.com • 9th March 2020

The Blood Ballad by Lucy Whalen | International Women’s Day Celebration

Who bled, like all others,

The future not her choice,

Never hers to control:

For their blood they are sold,

And walked down the aisle.

There was no thunder strike,

When, too soon, the river dried,

And the mark wasn’t there.

She still hoped to be saved,

By then it was too late…

But these mouths, so bitter,

Said it’s what she was made for,

Marred by an unchanged name.