by IB | Mar 28, 2025 | Featured, Poetry
the universe in her face she said she was a teller of stories her name was elspeth, elspeth davie it was so strange to meet her in the dark tunnel beneath the liffey cold we were, the both of us coatless and unwashed a hot shower would be delicious she...
by IB | Mar 27, 2025 | Featured, Poetry
You always ate oranges I am peeling an orange at the end of something At the end of a line from each time you took up the fruit Dug your thumb in, hooked out a chunk of skin Pulled pith from flesh from round heralding its colours so loud no one could...
by Kate Birch | Mar 26, 2025 | News, Picks of the Month
Richly written human experience ‘Intuitive’, ‘creative’, ‘brilliant’, ‘relatable’, ‘beautiful’, ‘thought-provoking’ and with quite possibly the longest title that IS&T has ever published,...
by IB | Mar 26, 2025 | Featured, Poetry
Mum’s Skull Contains a Vacuum Cleaner Every five minutes it does its job, hoovers every inch of her memory, declutters all pains and sorrows. It booms, roars, heats up, leaves no space for nostalgia. When I ask her if she’s had dinner, she says she...
by IB | Mar 25, 2025 | Featured, Prose
Animals I didn’t think too hard about the personality of the meat on my plate, until I bought Organic. The rack of ribs I was tucking into was born the first week of February – it was three months younger than my baby son. The label told me the breed of...
