by Zakia Carpenter-Hall | May 31, 2026 | Featured, Poetry
Kafkaesque Imagine waking up one day and discovering that you are a horse. At first, you might not believe it and think you are dreaming. Gradually, you would come to realise and go, hahaha! Oh my god! A horse? You would look down at this body...
by Zakia Carpenter-Hall | May 30, 2026 | Featured, Poetry
Halting Dreams The leaves are growing out of a harangue of loneliness palms cupped I listen to silences of winter or summers and unmask faces caught in tangle of storm, the history of what was not written or recorded in books, time’s erasure in...
by Zakia Carpenter-Hall | May 29, 2026 | Featured, Poetry
Instead of Dying I’m Taking a Trip to Kansas where the light appears as if walking through a gate in the air opening the gate and walking in together with eleven varieties of sunflowers including the common one you don’t need to sprinkle the seed in...
by Zakia Carpenter-Hall | May 28, 2026 | Featured, Poetry
The Lean-to Glasshouse Its timber frame held together by the waste of its own decay The rot a kind of glue undisturbed Cracked panes of glass hold their fractures still Hearts tongue ferns grow beneath the dripping tap And at the end in the damp...
by Zakia Carpenter-Hall | May 27, 2026 | Featured, Prose
Unsent Dear Gregory, How’s “James Dean” doing? I had a feeling our little stunt would work. I knew the second he saw us kiss, he’d come running back to you (you’re welcome, by the way). It’s kind of sweet how much effort he puts into that...
by Zakia Carpenter-Hall | May 26, 2026 | Featured, Poetry
I Am Trying to Love Frank O’Hara More I really am! I am trying not to see his exclamation marks as cheap melodrama and his endless conjunctions as some kind of separation anxiety or fear of mortality for what do full stops signify except dying...
