by Sofía Masondo | Oct 24, 2024 | Featured, Poetry
When I Met God for the First Time The God I know works as a baker in a local shop. From time to time, I see him feeding the kittens bread crumbs soaked in milk. He is not as huge as the religious men tell us; his hand is small, a normal size like all of ours. He even...
by Sofía Masondo | Oct 23, 2024 | Featured, Poetry, Prose
Heaven For starters, the standard works everyone gets: three trumpets blown in unison; your name acclaimed to the galactic hegemony of stars; plus assorted angels with ceramically smooth hands (the nail-work!) casting wholesale quantities of petals (flowers of the...
by Sofía Masondo | Oct 22, 2024 | Featured, Poetry
Rhubarb after Norman MacCaig And another thing: stop looking like embarrassed celery. It doesn’t suit. How can you stand there, glittery in pink, some of you rigid, some all over the shop? Deep down you’re marooned, a sour forest spilling out beneath a harmful canopy....
by Sofía Masondo | Oct 21, 2024 | Reviews
Estrangement is a complex, brutal place, both to find yourself in and to inhabit. It’s also a dangerous place to write from, being fraught with exposure, stigma, judgment and misunderstanding; and potentially exhausting, given that in many estrangements there’s no...
by Sofía Masondo | Oct 9, 2024 | Featured, Video
Magnificence For Spike Walker, Photomicrographer What jewelled gifts are these, spliced and stacked on platters of smeared glass? A universe of micro. You breathed life to mitre continents, raised spikebergs of vitamin C. Sulphur produced Marvel-ready planets...
