by Helen Ivory | Apr 6, 2017 | Prose & Poetry
If I Commit Something Stupid In My Dream You become the hundredth sheep stuck at the rugged fence painted white on my melancholic nights. I confessed my feelings for someone else hours before and faced a soft laughter. You say, “It’s...
by Helen Ivory | Apr 5, 2017 | Prose & Poetry
The Empty City No city, just rubble. Solders in black play hide-and-seek, We are East, West, North, South, they shout. So we packed him away, our precious boy, our precious child, packed him away for a better life in a better place. No city, just...
by Helen Ivory | Apr 4, 2017 | Prose & Poetry
The Incident at Sade’s “Shall we go to Sade’s?” We always went to Sade’s on a Friday at teatime. And Bob always asked. Tony always groaned. The three of us were from the same department: all always overlooked for promotion; none of us ever...
by Helen Ivory | Apr 3, 2017 | Reviews
Alongside serving as a Green Party councillor in Worcester, Neil Laurenson has recently launched his first poetry pamphlet. Published by Coventry-based Silhouette Press, Exclamation Marx! is a collection of witty commentaries on the political and social issues of life...
by Helen Ivory | Apr 2, 2017 | Prose & Poetry
The Faithful Clad in starched and shiny best, once-a-week worshippers snake towards the tower, drawn by its glingle-glongle call. Their line is punctuated by static carriages, where, slumped in back seats or perched on heavy batteries, the immobile, no longer...
