Molly Beale

    Wanting Joy Glory be to the changeable wretch I am       condemned to dance within. Spirits thumb a ride       surging synapse and hurling ourselves in directionless tangles. Joy is hard. Joy must. I seek sepulchred secret caves inside guts where sin...
IS&T on Instagram Live with Gail McConnell.

IS&T on Instagram Live with Gail McConnell.

Ink Sweat & Tears is testing the waters of Instagram live.  Join us Wednesday 7th April at 5pm on @insta.inksweatandtears to watch editing intern Memoona Zahid talk to poet Gail McConnell about her IS&T Press Michael Marks Shortlisted pamphlet Fothermather as...
Sepia Progressions of Form by Allison Palmer

Sepia Progressions of Form by Allison Palmer

  Sepia Progressions of Form More than a few things had withered and died in the sunlight of the patio. At first nourished by heat, and then entirely undone by its persistence, leaves dried into their own kind of oblivion. So, their time of beauty was done....

Prerana Kumar

    LAZY ABECEDARIAN FOR SUMMER MORNING PRESERVE ROUTINE A pile of kitchen-stove kindling twists Braids with achamma’s kuttichattan hair ribbon Creasing her fingers when she crushes a twig Dew-dropping her brew for new mothers in Early morning rose-light we...