by Helen Ivory | Jun 2, 2024 | Featured, Poetry
A Jar of Starfish You may think it’s because there’s so little room, but I believe we are holding each other so we don’t forget the way water holds us. At first glance, you may be forgiven for thinking us Autumn leaves – a crisped selection of...
by Kobi Essah Ayensuo | May 31, 2024 | Featured, Poetry
Addressing Sylvia Plath’s Fan Club You will need four hundred items in the stew of her: cumin, lemon, colocynth, bitter apple, lime, broccoli to get the aftertaste she would want in your memory. Mix half the ingredients, the dry, dyed ingredients,...
by Kobi Essah Ayensuo | May 30, 2024 | Featured, Poetry
Sonnet for My Fat Took my pain, buried it in buttercream. Unboxed, licked off the top, Masticated each grain into saline, let my bloodstream drip-feed membranes their acid-fat. In bed, I dream of fingers probing pleats of grief tissue. They peel back the...
by Kobi Essah Ayensuo | May 29, 2024 | Featured, Poetry
Mymona is a Bengali-British writer and teacher based in Newcastle upon Tyne. Her writing has been featured in the Ilkley Literature Festival and longlisted for the Butchers’ Dog. She’s a core member of the collective Brown Girls Write and...
by Kobi Essah Ayensuo | May 26, 2024 | Featured, Poetry
Let that love show When all is quiet save for the silky rustling of an autumn breeze let that love show. When your patience is darkness-dappled and as weary as an exhausted scholar let that love show. When you’re disappointed to learn that trestle...
by Kobi Essah Ayensuo | May 25, 2024 | Featured, Poetry
Red Kite Mrs. Hooping helped with my coursework since Mr. Smith lived on pizza boxes. Found rocking a dead pigeon on the cardboard, now he’s back at his mum’s, auditioning to be a postman. Witnessed a Red Kite in my underwear drawer from our...
