by Memoona Zahid | Apr 25, 2021 | Featured, Poetry
Froglet Bisexual began in the tiny black pupil of a frogspawn pearl. It grew inside a jellied eye, shuddering out a tail, feathered gills. Dilating as it observed a dim world, sucking in light like a vacuum. Collapsing in on itself, reforming, nudging...
by Memoona Zahid | Apr 24, 2021 | Featured, Prose
Happiness is Free Wifi – After the billboard in Ealing Broadway shopping centre. Contentment walks into a coffee shop, is offered super-speed free Happiness with her blueberry muffin, under 100 calories. ‘FUCK ME’, Contentment gleams. The...
by Memoona Zahid | Apr 23, 2021 | Featured, Poetry
The depressed girl makes a smoothie Strawberries. Cut them up into pebble-sized pieces. They’re supposed to go out of date in three days but one of them already has mould growing on it. It reminds me of the sky I see through my bedroom window on a mostly...
by Memoona Zahid | Apr 22, 2021 | Featured, Poetry
The Cost of Living after Deborah Levy His hair was not silver and not pinned into a bun. I’ve been reading it over and over. Obsession over something harmless must be a good thing. It’s a book, safe, I’ve been told. A woman saying things I like to hear,...
by Memoona Zahid | Apr 21, 2021 | Featured, Poetry
Homing I My mum used to say that when she died she wanted to come back as a well looked after cat. Two weeks before, for Christmas, I bought her a cat onesie. We assumed she would be spending plenty of time on the sofa with our tabbies – enough for the...
by Helen Ivory | Apr 20, 2021 | Featured, Prose
Cutting Through The tea-light flames would dance as if a modernist ballet were being staged in each of the glass dishes from expensive supermarket puddings. He had dotted them around his ground floor flat, on various pieces of unlikely furniture...
