by Helen Ivory | Aug 17, 2015 | Prose & Poetry
Going up Out on the balcony A’s drag artist friend is talking about ‘replenishing minerals’. It was in the news apparently, a slow downbeat of an idea gumming up the waste disposal. Our host appears discouraged by the indeterminacy of the...
by Helen Ivory | Aug 16, 2015 | 2015 poetry picks, Prose & Poetry
Trance the whole world was traveling yesterday in a big boat that couldn’t carry a star nor a grain of sugar. the whole world still couldn’t reach its room before the piano girl’s voice by midnight as of this morning when...
by Helen Ivory | Aug 15, 2015 | Prose & Poetry
Send Me Out Send me out, send me out I will make the journey Send me out send me out So far away Send me out send me out To collect the stars Send me out send me out To find your love Send me out send me out I will bring joy Send me out send me...
by Helen Ivory | Aug 14, 2015 | 2015 poetry picks, Prose & Poetry
Old Girls In the library, we lost ourselves gazing out at traffic, yearning for stories of adventure and flight. Now, every night, we fly and hum, our bodies carrying the pollen of our lives: dust from cinema seats, grains of...
by Helen Ivory | Aug 13, 2015 | Prose & Poetry
The Double He follows me around, hasn’t got a life of his own, but uses bits of mine instead. He picks out moments, rummaging through the dustbin of memories. He’s expert at identity theft, living on credit cards he knows...
