I don’t know where I’m going from here, but I promise it won’t be boring.

David Bowie, 1997

Accent

a project by Kazim Tug

Published sporadically from London.

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the man on 10th begs for money, the woman on 8th begs to be seen.
Lindsey Levine, The man on 10th
The body is the only honest archive. Everything else is just furniture we keep moving into smaller and smaller rooms.
Kazim Tug, Held and Not Yet Resting
I call Kenya my home, but my actual home burns in the distance.
Mohamed Aden, Broken Mirrors
my nihilism about humanity isn’t a well thought out existential philosophy, but a manifestation of grief.
Zinan Noah Colson, You Don’t Know Me
Maybe in another life, our clothes are mixed in the laundry.
Mehroz Nisar Mir, Sciarabba
In our isolated commune, we were taught that the world was about to end, but our worlds ended when we left.
Mehroz Nisar Mir, To you, one year ago
suddenly, my thirst tastes like poetry
Cheng Yifou (Mia), Mocean Sickness
For truly home’s the only place, where the stars, they find you.
Rhiannon N Thomas, I Searched the Sky
Where your great grandfather shot your great grandfather. They tanned together in the Thracian summer.
Kazim Tug, Hellespont
the price of opportunity is the echo of my footfalls towards it, and the sound of proud smiles I no longer see.
Rhiannon N Thomas, I will follow ladybugs home
look away from ankle and up to my eyes, they hold the pain and the power.
Eliana Robin, Scarred
Does my future love me the way I thought you did?
Kynaat Beg, Goodbye to Goodbyes
Issue One

Spring 2026

Pilot

The man on 10th
Lindsey Levine
words have started to be easier to say on a page than out loud
Sciarabba
Mehroz Nisar Mir
Maybe in another life, our clothes are mixed in the laundry
(Mocean Sickness) ~ Interlude
Cheng Yifou (Mia)
suddenly, my thirst tastes like poetry
Scarred
Eliana Robin
look away from ankle and up to my eyes, they hold the pain and the power
Held and Not Yet Resting
Kazim Tug
The tap is running and I have forgotten why I turned it on
You Don’t Know Me
Zinan Noah Colson
You like the projection that I put out
I will follow ladybugs home
Rhiannon N Thomas
the price of opportunity is the echo of my footfalls towards it
Broken Mirrors
Mohamed Aden
My actual home burns in the distance
(I Searched the Sky) ~ Interlude
Rhiannon N Thomas
For truly home’s the only place, where the stars, they find you
Hellespont
Kazim Tug
Where your great grandfather shot your great grandfather
To you, one year ago
Mehroz Nisar Mir
Our worlds ended when we left
Goodbye to Goodbyes
Kynaat Beg
Goodbyes are for later
Issue One

Contributors

USA
Lindsey Levine
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Current student at NYU Tisch; she is a filmmaker and writer with many tabs open (mainly Substack). An alum of Interlochen Arts Academy and the inaugural Baret class, she tries to understand life by writing about it through poetry, screenplays, and stage plays. She has worked on films featured at SXSW, Netflix, and Oscar-nominated projects.
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Northern Ireland
Kazim Tug
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Founding editor of Accent. First year Politics and Sociology student at UCL. Northern Irish and Turkish. His biggest inspirations lately have been Matty Healy and David Bowie.
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Somalia
Mohamed Aden
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Somali writer raised between Nairobi and Ohio. His work explores identity, displacement, and the absurdity of belonging to many places at once.
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China
Cheng Yifou (Mia)
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She found her words better in her second language but felt more profusely in her native tongue. The curse of a child who lived far from her childhood, with more love in her head than her heart was ever capable of.
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USA
Zinan Noah Colson
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Published Author. Anthropology and Spanish undergraduate based in New York. Inspired by Philosophy, Language Learning, and Cultural Learning. Hopes to share his experience to provide hope, and make people feel seen and heard.
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Kenya
Rhiannon N Thomas
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A young Kenyan writer based in Leeds studying English and Creative Writing, with an interest in the intersection of writing and culture, and in spaces for unheard voices in literature. She takes inspiration in exploring belonging, identity, and relationships, and all the places in between.
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USA
Eliana Robin
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Pursuing her BSN at the University of Michigan. Prior, she attended Interlochen Arts Academy where she specialised in creative writing. Her work has been recognised by Scholastic Art and Writing Awards, Youth Playwrights Festival, and Interlochen Review.
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Kashmir
Mehroz Nisar Mir
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Writer. Mathematics undergraduate at University of Leeds. He loves Frank Ocean (favourite song Forrest Gump) and takes inspiration for writing from travelling and failed relationships.
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Pakistan
Kynaat Beg
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Writer and student based in New York. Raised in the UK by Pakistani parents, she writes about the places and people she carries with her. Her work lives in the space between leaving and arriving.
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Geography

Where the voices come from

LONDON · ACCENT HQ Kazim TugN. Ireland Lindsey LevineUSA Zinan Noah ColsonUSA Mohamed AdenSomalia Rhiannon N ThomasKenya Eliana RobinUSA Mehroz Nisar MirKashmir Cheng Yifou (Mia)China Kynaat BegPakistan
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About Accent

a project by Kazim Tug

Accent publishes poetry. The name comes from the thing that gives you away. Your accent is where you’re from before you’ve said a word about it. It is the first thing people notice and the last thing you lose.

Made
The United Kingdom and The Republic of Ireland
By
Kazim Tug
Frequency
Sporadically
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ACCENT - ISSUE THREE - WILDLIFE

Control is rampant. WILDLIFE is the road. The train to the sea in winter. Kissing someone in your kitchen because you wanted to cook for them. Telling your brother you love him. Being young, getting drunk, getting lost, believing in something. It can be the wild itself: animals, weather, big skies, the land that we pretend to manage.

What we want:
Less traditional poetry. We welcome experimental poems, prose poems, flash fiction, essays, art, photography, collage, dream records, travel logs, lists, letters, found text and anything that refuses to sit still. Submissions from published and unpublished creators are welcome.

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How to submit:

Questions? Email accentmagazinee@gmail.com or message @kaz7im on Instagram.

* AI-generated submissions are not accepted.

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