Cadaverine Magazine

The best new poetry, prose and non-fiction from emerging writers under 30

We believe in showcasing contemporary, innovative and original new writing from the next generation of literary talent.

outro by Daniel Ridley

  He knew well the deep dreams of old age, knew well the like events,   the ability of the nerves, and each disease, expanding that interval between   the exigencies,   between the rendezvous […]

Jan, 08 · in Poetry
We were like Christmas elves, all working together in pursuit of a single day: the day we would find Mr. Biggs.

Mr. Biggs by Timothy Day

We were like Christmas elves, all working together in pursuit of a single day: the day we would find Mr. Biggs.

Feb, 04 · in Prose

Humfrey Coningsby – A review by Jeremy Wikeley

  Humfrey Coningsby, whose reclining stone figure can be found in a church in Neen Sollars, Shropshire, was a sixteenth century gentleman, traveller and soldier. After several trips to the Levant, he set out on […]

Dec, 14 · in Reviews
I gathered him up, wincing as I squeezed him against my sore chest. But the comfort was worth the pain, the comfort of knowing he was alright.

Post-partum by Kathy Stevens

I gathered him up, wincing as I squeezed him against my sore chest. But the comfort was worth the pain, the comfort of knowing he was alright.

Jan, 19

outro by Daniel Ridley

  He knew well the deep dreams of old age, knew well the like events,   the ability of the nerves, and each disease, expanding that interval between   the exigencies,   between the rendezvous […]

Jan, 08

Notches by Jane Hogan

  In my dreams, when I am sad I cut my fingers off. One by one. If I lose too many I gnaw through the bone.   In the morning my hands tingle and my […]

Jan, 08

Showboating / Moth by Luke Otley

Showboating The procession started, they carved downstream all guts, glory and flags. Ribbons sliced the stillness, an inflatable duck smacked about a wake, something torn whipped away to a howl of horns. The river rolled […]

Jan, 05