by Helen Ivory | Jan 4, 2023 | Featured, Poetry
Forest Facial If I’m not rock, then I’m depth letters, If I’m not stone, then I’m clean persuasion, If I’m not dark, then I’m chisel and mallet, If I’m never cerebral, then I’ll be static weather. So blow in my direction, Wear down my features,...
by Helen Ivory | Jan 3, 2023 | Featured, Poetry
Self-Portrait as Road Runner You with your elaborate schemes of entrapment, your hunting parties, moonshine and shot-gun weddings, your Sunday-school socials for girls to glue birdseed and pasta on prayer plaques, sew aprons with Singers– this desert was...
by Helen Ivory | Jan 3, 2023 | Featured, Poetry
What Comes After Death? A duck stood on my grave the other day I felt my wits travel up my spine And settle between my shoulder blades Each one, pulling further from the other Until I am split down the middle After a moment the feeling is gone And...
by Helen Ivory | Jan 2, 2023 | Featured, Poetry
Hare Witch After midnight put your hand on your chest and wish. Call then to the pull of the moon. Wait to feel that shrink, that all over body tingle that takes you down. Let the wild one come the one that runs the fields for the cold soil, the...
by Helen Ivory | Jan 2, 2023 | News
The sad news has just reached us of the sudden passing of Charles Christian, IS&T’s founder, last October. Charles created IS&T as a platform for new poetry and short prose, and experimental work in digital media in 2007. Charles ran the...
