by Helen Ivory | Jul 16, 2019 | Prose & Poetry
The Rape of Diana headline: The Daily Telegraph, 21st July 1969 It was the way she swayed they said, the come on, the dare. It was how she hypnotised with that slow blink of her stare. It was the way she flaunted her distance, divinity, her own...
by Helen Ivory | Jul 15, 2019 | Prose & Poetry
The Changeling Spiders The changeling spiders borrow their skull-heads from fairies, who leave them in corners, to spin out earthly imaginings of themselves, haunt and drop with bent-thorn legs, a dance they were born to execute softly. Their webs...
by Helen Ivory | Jul 14, 2019 | Reviews
Setareh Ebrahimi is the most sensual of writers. To enter her world is to navigate a region of heightened sensation and dizzying intimacy. The mood of In My Arms is breathless, deathless, hushed, brimming with imagery that engages and intoxicates...
by Helen Ivory | Jul 13, 2019 | 2019 poetry picks, Prose & Poetry
The Metro After 1AM Each station marks an anonymous arrival. Behind screens, each tunnel descent is metal cold and hot air, cutting deeper into the Earth bright lights blinking on the city’s last bend before the volcanic rock, the lake bed, the...
by Helen Ivory | Jul 12, 2019 | 2019 poetry picks, Prose & Poetry
He grows I gave birth to Restless, and oh how he prowls this house, testing, testing the strength of my walls. Pushing at limits to find weaknesses he stores for future use, careful with his words. He knows soon will come his time, not mine. I...
