by Helen Ivory | Mar 7, 2014 | Prose & Poetry
Coffee-Carp How did they manage to make this coffee taste of fish? I complained in the uniquely english way that makes it sound as if it’s all my fault but they understood and asked if I could keep a secret before taking me round back to a swimming pool of...
by Helen Ivory | Mar 6, 2014 | Prose & Poetry
Off the Rails At midnight, the town travels, swallowing snake- joined, dot to dot houses, breathing through windows, illusion borne currents, electric gold, mirrored and flaming. In my mind I control it, a plastic snake snapping, each click of...
by Helen Ivory | Mar 5, 2014 | Reviews
Looking for Larkin is the first full length collection of Jules Smith’s poetry. Handsomely produced, it also contains a sequence of photographs by Dan Lyons which capture some of the monuments, wharves and...
by Helen Ivory | Mar 4, 2014 | Prose & Poetry
We Drove out to Anywhere Spitting mandolins of duck breast, sizzling, start to suggest things; the coming together of ramblers, we masqueraded as them, on a May morning, beer-gardened and pecking at KP or WALKERS. A slurp or two of shandy, flat...
by Helen Ivory | Mar 3, 2014 | Prose & Poetry
In a Parallel Universe A woman on stage is doing her best gospel preacher impersonation. We are sitting behind a pillar that obscures the view. Its paint is marked with the dribbles of a spilt drink. I say it looks like piss stains. You say it looks like...
