by Helen Ivory | Feb 25, 2013 | Prose & Poetry, Word & Image
An afternoon with the Fates After they cut the thread, I just lay there; each small spine-bone supine, searching the hard floor beneath me. There are no maps for moments like this. If only my bag could open its puckered mouth and give up an...
by Helen Ivory | Feb 17, 2013 | Prose & Poetry, Word & Image
S. D. Stewart reads and writes in a cramped city, even while his mind roams open spaces. Whenever possible he walks in the woods and watches birds....
by Helen Ivory | Jan 27, 2013 | Prose & Poetry, Word & Image
Cryogenic Steam First I fell from a window and thought I’d never reach the ground. A door opened in the fog. Once inside I closed my eyes and tried to imagine what it feels like to be dead. Somehow when I found myself walking the steppe it...
by Helen Ivory | Jan 17, 2013 | Prose & Poetry, Word & Image
Last Post: Holkham Beach Sometimes, when storms muster the tides, I can recall that there were more of us; we were unified. But, with each pull and push,...
by Helen Ivory | Dec 13, 2012 | Prose & Poetry, Word & Image
Sarah Kelly (1985) is currently living in Argentina. Her poetry can be found in the chapbooks locklines and Ways of Describing Cuts (Knivesforksandspoons Press), Better than Language Anthology (Ganzfeld Press), The Salzberg Review, QUID, two poetic...
by Helen Ivory | Nov 6, 2012 | Poetry as a Lifeline, Word & Image
Goddess Topia, first of all round trees, was beloved farther than time flung seeds. Atop ladders, the master gardeners hand-snipped and shaped leaves and twigs, while chit-chatting about a recipe to make rose petal beads that won’t turn black, how...
