by Helen Ivory | Mar 12, 2016 | 2016 poetry picks, Prose & Poetry
A Taxidermist Regenerates Blackburn The heart had gone out of it. They’d wanted a Poundland or a Gregg’s; said they needed it. She got out the rat purse, unzipped the fur, counted the coins. She knew where to spend a pound to buy a frozen takeaway...
by Helen Ivory | Mar 11, 2016 | Prose & Poetry
Doors of Perception Congratulations, upon your wise decision To purchase your Doors of Perception From Ikea Although there are no specific rules about How to use your Doors of Perception, We are legally, morally, ethically And metaphysically...
by Helen Ivory | Mar 10, 2016 | 2016 poetry picks, Prose & Poetry
Two Mountains What is destined will reach you, even if it be beneath two mountains.
What is not destined will not reach you, even if it be between your two lips. Imam Ghazali I have moved two mountains. There is rubble everywhere, pissed off...
by Helen Ivory | Mar 9, 2016 | Prose & Poetry
How Was Your Day at the Office? Well, here’s what happened: I was picking the brittle brown oak leaves from between the garden rocks, clearing the last of winter, when I tilted a piece of granite and there it was, hanging from my pinkie finger by two needle...
by Helen Ivory | Mar 8, 2016 | Prose & Poetry
Thames freeze My lady is taking me to see an elephant traverse the icy Thames. I’m a-feared lest we fall in like them two ladies last winter, or worse, like that poor man drowned––frozen afore he hit the water. I’ll lace her ladyship’s boots tight, wind her up...
