by Helen Ivory | Mar 3, 2017 | Prose & Poetry
An Ode To Hilary As though in a dream the cat outside moves above and around us as you sleep invisible to all but my ears as I work at my drawing board planning to change the world in Glen Street all those years ago But now we are old and I still...
by Helen Ivory | Mar 2, 2017 | Prose & Poetry
Hatch Into Hell Demons shaving their backs, hot-wiring stolen Porches, pissing in the baby’s hair. Demons screwing with the Union, their skulls on backwards, their talons of tin and bloodied orifices. Demons thrashing under the pillows, and yet we...
by Helen Ivory | Mar 1, 2017 | Prose & Poetry
Lottie’s many mistakes The Burning of the Sausages was just the latest in a series of mistakes that Lottie had made that day. The first, the Forgetting to Set the Alarm, had technically been made the night before, but because it had only come to...
by Helen Ivory | Feb 28, 2017 | 2017 poetry picks, Prose & Poetry
Steady My Emotion Steady my emotion Like the ocean on a stary night Like a tattered kite In the breeze Steady my emotion Let me be led into empty space filled with love Let ocean of white blood snake out from my Chest through cupid pierced holes...
by Helen Ivory | Feb 27, 2017 | Prose & Poetry
Levertov’s Ladder Leaving, she saw them eat Her words –and The left-over gravy In that re-devised tumbled Down shack Where The hawk-weed Grows but doesn’t erase The colour Of absence –or The stony telling There by A turnstile gate As she,...
