by Kayleigh Jayshree | Dec 11, 2023 | Word & Image
Portrait of writer Nicolas Padamsee: (Oil on paper) Wake up to me somewhere in the outskirts of London back at home I am drinking tea out of a steel glass with a thick rim somewhere in a colourful Grecian neighborhood lips and cigarettes burn, politics, and sex...
by Kayleigh Jayshree | Dec 11, 2023 | Featured, Poetry
Questions We were always in the car that year the price of having a nice house in a nice area get in get in it’s time to go where are we going our friends the supermarket the cinema the mall just for a drive between banks of jaded...
by Kayleigh Jayshree | Nov 30, 2023 | Featured, Haibun, Tanka, Haiku & Haiga, Poetry
Heat Wave Reculver, August 2022 Whipped by flowers, the cliff begins to crack. Gulls blunder. The sea is skinned along sand blades. Towers of the imagined dead slide downwards in a grip that is harder than ice. Carolyn Oulton’s...
by Kayleigh Jayshree | Nov 29, 2023 | Featured, Poetry
Cremation morning after your cremation I wake no calls to make to stethoscopes or wreathes your bones no longer at any postcode watch black smoke clouds from neighbours’ chimneys ghosts how can your blood now be this urn of ash to lick my...
by Kayleigh Jayshree | Nov 28, 2023 | Featured, Haibun, Tanka, Haiku & Haiga, Poetry
Making Pierogi for My Mother A parcel of time the dough thinning to not quite conceal what it contains. Onions and potatoes root my floured fingers to the earth. We consume the ground we stand on. Sylvie Jane Lewis writes fiction and...
