by Helen Ivory | Aug 13, 2022 | Featured, Prose
An Orphan’s Progress Geoffroy, no longer young and a man of importance, could have ridden in a luxurious coach. He chose to walk, because he enjoyed walking. If Zarafa was going to walk he would walk with her. No strolling,...
by Helen Ivory | Aug 12, 2022 | Featured, Poetry
Doctrinal Shuffle In the nakedness of civic planning a few secular aims overwhelm whatever any god could have deemed the key components of human subsistence— none of us knew what was coming next, not being privy to the lofty paper-pushing that...
by Helen Ivory | Aug 11, 2022 | Featured, Poetry
PHEW! WHAT A SCORCHER Headlines regurgitate last year’s “hottest since whenever” claims, two-page spreads bulked out with photos of lolly-guzzling toddlers, sun-worshippers already reddened and some TikTok wannabe in a string bikini. Meanwhile,...
by Helen Ivory | Aug 10, 2022 | Featured, Poetry
One side of a conversation over breakfast The flowers, no they were petals, were suspended over my head. I think they were singing a quiet song to themselves. They were white, each one in its own space. They were stationary but fluttering. I was...
by Helen Ivory | Aug 9, 2022 | Featured, Poetry
Imaginarium ‘I am a smiling woman’ Sylvia Plath, Lady Lazarus And it came to me that stones, trees and water live in a circle trace their souls stain the landscape, it’s a luxury you can lead your life without choosing and yet determined to leave...
