by Helen Ivory | Nov 2, 2021 | Featured, Poetry
The Cure I knew what my poison was I drank to more than enough I drank like drinking would give answers to questions I haven’t asked yet I built a cage out of the pieces of my bad self binding steel plate to hollow bones fusing old scars to fresh...
by Kate Birch | Nov 1, 2021 | Picks of the Month
Speaks directly and painfully, sharp images ‘Insomnia’ by Julie Stevens spoke to many voters, whether it was an anguish experienced only occasionally or bound up and endemic to a chronic condition; and, for this reason, this ‘compelling’, ‘visceral’ poem is the...
by Helen Ivory | Nov 1, 2021 | Featured, Poetry
Mute like attracts want – want ignites desire I wake up and my entire life has passed – I’m old and frail, limbs rigid, my breath appears in small puffs they’ve already chosen my gravestone, a chunk of fieldstone – small but quaint except it...
