by Helen Ivory | Jun 18, 2026 | Featured, Poetry
Sabbatical there’s not much you can do when the planets are telling you to stop and gravity, who only wants the best from us, says get down to the ground, that you are wanted, and so you obey, become as asphalt or fertiliser. you press...
by Helen Ivory | Jun 17, 2026 | Featured, Poetry
Hamlet in the Scanner Can’t hear yourself think only the bass line of a heart thumping. Your head’s clamped. You can’t move. A panic button slicks a palm, a soft wet plum. You could be bounded in a nutshell and count yourself a king of infinite...
by Helen Ivory | Jun 16, 2026 | Featured, Poetry
The Insanity Ensemble It is not like an egg cracking or an exquisite shiver of shattered glass. It is not a supercelery bone snap or a wired ballerina bend. A cortisol swoosh floods your certainty a prefrontal cortex throb threatens thunder. A...
by Helen Ivory | Jun 15, 2026 | Featured, Poetry
High-Visibility The precondition for being a ghost is not only death but faith in an afterlife. Kit Fan. When I lost loved ones last year I thought my childhood fears would return. Sleeping in mum’s house waiting for the seen and felt, the...
by Helen Ivory | Jun 14, 2026 | Featured, Flash Fiction
Orange Spell An angry grandmother isn’t sure who she’s angry with. Everybody, nobody. Though she prefers to wear black, she casts a spell that turns people orange. We adapt quickly, eat from orange dishes, make orange bullets for orange guns. A...
by Helen Ivory | Jun 13, 2026 | Featured, Flash Fiction
Old Peculiar An Old Peculiar is slid back on the table. She returns to her book. The room is still. Outside night falls. This is her evening. Always the same. 5pm is when she gives up. She hoovers with violence. She hangs the laundry. She wipes...
