by Helen Ivory | Jan 7, 2020 | Featured, Poetry
I Know Rainy Nights the wet cold touch the splatter and drip in wind swept mist and black as pitch streets lit by red and green scrawls and torches of scalding headlights. Wayne F. Burke’s poetry has been widely published...
by Helen Ivory | Jan 6, 2020 | Featured, Poetry
Hibernation Girl I feel the summer days in winter & winter days through summer. In transitional seasons I do nothing at all but revise how to survive. How easy it is to transmute between you and the next love that I can already see coming. As...
by Helen Ivory | Jan 5, 2020 | Featured, Poetry
Between Sunsets We danced like madmen all night in our tap shoes – knitter knatter, pitter patter. A prancing pair we were, from pub to pub. Always drunk, we puffed gutter-stubs. Knowing no daylight, we rose vamplike each sundown. We stank of our...
by Helen Ivory | Jan 4, 2020 | Featured, Poetry
canyon meme we’re the kids so swole so cocksure cowboy cool in leather boots stampede serrating mountain ridge our lump-karst slick-boy Johnston gorge- ing on feathering algae, curious syntax, jagged gaps in the treeline behind— telling...
by Helen Ivory | Jan 3, 2020 | Featured, Poetry, Prose
Jury Duty When the official summons from the Sheriff’s department arrived in my mail box, I thought I’d been caught speeding again by the camera at an intersection in town, or they were soliciting for the Sheriff’s reelection. I was surprised it was a...
