by Helen Ivory | Jul 7, 2023 | Featured, Poetry
I had a dream I had a dream. I dreamt it’s time to go. It’s time to leave. It’s time to stop this game. My boss appeared, the one from years ago. Her face was pink and thick with orange paint. “Still here? They don’t pay you any more”, she said. ...
by Helen Ivory | Jul 6, 2023 | Featured, Poetry
How To Bury Someone Else’s Da Make sure to pick the proper season. July is saturated, so is November. Spring is the perpetual king of felt-tip leaks and drownings, too full already. Remember how the whiteness of Winter is able to cool heart muscle...
by Helen Ivory | Jul 5, 2023 | Featured, Poetry
How to Write Software First feel. Shape the solution. No different from the flint knapper sitting with his rocks; seeing the skin scraper’s hidden form. Or the weaver woman stringing her loom. the finished kelim in her mind’s eye. Then you must...
by Helen Ivory | Jul 4, 2023 | Featured, Poetry
Poem inspired by an imaginary painting by Leonora Carrington Her hair is an updraft of orange flame, expression blurred like an early photograph where the cat is a flurry of paws. She has the small feet of an infant, but calloused from a lifetime...
by Prerana Kumar | Jul 3, 2023 | Word & Image
For a brief moment the illusion of life the wind is a wild puppeteer- pulling, weighing, coaxing a last flight into the air. I cannot leave you here to the jaws of the sugar ants to the feet of those who scarcely look down at the fallen treasures they...
