by Helen Ivory | Jun 18, 2013 | Prose & Poetry
Since we’ve met I think since we met I may have encouraged a small amount of nothingness It’s not your fault, it went through you like invisible. You could be a mixture of girls I’ve only known through friends or the telly and even though you live...
by Helen Ivory | Jun 17, 2013 | Prose & Poetry
# Sizzle Reel CV I am a woman possessed of the key skills to incentivise staff, validate client-facing compliance, inject vitality into volunteer experience, strategically assess critical outcomes with process excellence and granular costing...
by Helen Ivory | Jun 16, 2013 | Prose & Poetry
Denizens Mice live in the London Tube. A train leaves and small pieces of sooty black detach themselves from the sooty black walls and forage for crumbs in the rubbish under the rails that are death to man. You can’t see their feet move. They scurry like...
by Helen Ivory | Jun 15, 2013 | Poetry as a Lifeline, Reviews
Rooted in Poetry Kops Returns to Russia to Assassinate the Tsar IN 1881, the St. Petersburg cell of the notorious anarchist organization Narodnaya Volya (The People’s Will) assassinates the tyrannical anti-Semite Tsar Alexander II of All Russia, the flames of...
by Helen Ivory | Jun 14, 2013 | Prose & Poetry
Hymn to the Ones kept Secret Oh legion to whose births I was not invited I will sit me down and wait with patience by the outflow of the sewage pipes. I will sit me down and wait where baffles and grids catch collectibles. The little bloated ones...
