by Helen Ivory | Nov 11, 2019 | Prose & Poetry
Bear for Stewart Harris Betrayal will happily walk with you, knows your patterns, the roof-runs and dead ends of conflict. Conflict will lift you skyward, then lay you down on the broken dirt. Stew woke clean white and wondered if this was...
by Kate Birch | Nov 10, 2019 | Prose & Poetry
from Firing Pins Lost Things: Afghanistan (i-vii) (iii) Insomnia The heartbeat of the thrice-nightly Chinook a lullaby not you tonight lulla-lulla not yours tonight, nevertheless, and notwithstanding....
by Kate Birch | Nov 9, 2019 | Prose & Poetry
From Fothermather An Apple Seed apple cup & shell I say these things to you I read them from the book book book this is a book you roll yourself to where the sound must be ...
by Helen Ivory | Nov 8, 2019 | 2019 poetry picks, Prose & Poetry
Moments of Vision The ultrafuturistic train glides in, and the station crystallises round it, sparkling marble and sky blue daylight. We glide out, the track beneath us imperceptibly smooth. England is becoming Tuscany by stealth. The cities...
by Helen Ivory | Nov 7, 2019 | 2019 poetry picks, Prose & Poetry
The Day his Father Left He had to write about yesterday. How could he, given what had happened? And how was it possible to write about anything else? His classmates’ pens were already moving, writing about the ordinary. His pen was still. He...
by Helen Ivory | Nov 6, 2019 | 2019 poetry picks, Prose & Poetry
Straight off the bat Straight off the bat, I reckon you know better words than me. Big juicy ones bathing in the pool of your tongue. Show- stoppers on each fingertip, pointing me towards the nearest dictionary. I’d say you keep a few...
