by Helen Ivory | May 2, 2025 | Featured, Poetry
what you mean to me wiping tears with drink coasters in soho revolving around how you’ll both leave and stay men in the window you kissing my jaw by the pints i didn’t drink by the ashtray asking when the arrogance of thinking that...
by Helen Ivory | May 1, 2025 | Featured, Poetry
The pink and the brown So many times I walked head down half asleep along that ordinary road to school until the day I saw the cherry trees sick of standing around bored and invisible all at once dressed up sinewy brown limbs embellished with...
by IB | Apr 29, 2025 | Featured, Poetry
Aberfan The hillside had continued to spill onto the hand-digging first responders. Cliff Michelmore, in stark black and white, his words threading, stitching, beside himself with grief. My mother never cried so much. She’d had the two of us, had learnt...
by IB | Apr 28, 2025 | Featured, Poetry
We are no longer what blood is to the body After Tiken Jah Fakoly I They are sharing the world. This same small village of ours, where our fathers erected their huts, & buried their aged. They are destroying the sky we built with our unequal...
by IB | Apr 26, 2025 | Featured, Poetry
How to write a poem about a mountain On the ridge we stop to catch ourselves, leaning against crags to view the drop. You tell me how you envy my sweeping vistas, my heritage of paths that cut clean through wind. I shush your maundering and press on...
by IB | Apr 24, 2025 | Featured, Poetry
New York City at night Here, in my Manhattan room / insomnia tugs at me like a half-closed taxi door / letting all the echoes in / an ambulance carries the last breath of an asthmatic man / a few blocks away, a party spills over the rim of a rooftop /...
