by Helen Ivory | Jun 13, 2019 | Prose & Poetry
Some Streets Some streets have doors that don’t open Some streets have curbs waiting to be bitten Some streets have curtains to hide the inside Some streets have cars with scratches on every side Some streets have houses that cast no shadows Some...
by Kate Birch | Jan 5, 2019 | 2018 poetry picks
The Harvester There is a darkness coming a little at first, just ahead of the rest His breath is a slow yawn it draws in a shade a cold and a rustling everything sleeping, drying An idiot-ox striding his March drawing blood from flower herb from...
by Helen Ivory | Dec 30, 2018 | 12 days 2018
another blue requiem see this she says my autonomous shadows dancing distant from any sun i know / a different step & still december are lights in all these histories & children grow old & die...
by Helen Ivory | Oct 27, 2016 | Prose & Poetry
The Crack The crack had spread like an art print of ants, an angry line that seemed to grow each night. It stepped from off the skirting board and danced a zigzag sketch, as if in flight or fight. Sam wasn’t sure exactly when, or how it started,...
by Kate Birch | Jan 5, 2019 | Uncategorized
I think that we can all say that 2018 has been an ‘interesting’ year, maybe one that is glass half empty, and our Pick of the Month shortlist for December reflects this in part. With Catherine Ayres, Luigi Coppola and Laura McKee from our ’12 Days of...
