by Helen Ivory | May 25, 2018 | Prose & Poetry
At the Sociology Conference She told us that even basic research questions can be hard. For example, she said – paused to pour a glass of water, time enough to gather her words – how many children have you got? I’ve lost a daughter, she said, so how would...
by Helen Ivory | May 24, 2018 | Prose & Poetry
Running Into My Ex at Publix With all the hard pains passed we stand in silence—two years and shopping carts between us— pretending to search for expected friends, hoping some familiar face will save us. Without much to say that hasn’t already been said,...
by Helen Ivory | May 23, 2018 | 2018 poetry picks, Prose & Poetry
Completely safe in Colwyn Bay We know a man, you see – well, we don’t know him, but we’re certain he was nowhere in the vicinity on that January night when the Victorian pier finally came undone, collapsed, gave up its ghosts. We do not speculate – aloud...
by Helen Ivory | May 22, 2018 | Prose & Poetry
Instructions Select your glue with care as most are designed for smooth or porous surfaces – not both brush clear of debris then dab with alcohol rehearse the join – and breathe the contours where the break occurred must match press firmly –...
by Helen Ivory | May 21, 2018 | 2018 poetry picks, Prose & Poetry
‘Dolls cannot stand alone’ #adollslife You want the life of a Barbie doll— the pink dream house, fancy dresses, driving Ferraris, riding My Little Ponies, being married to a man as perfect as you, whilst having occasional trysts with He-Man. Those...
