by Helen Ivory | Dec 3, 2021 | Featured, Poetry
Waterlogged In the tight clench of hormone-drunk years the shape of skin and skeleton just sinks your flooded self, all bogged with life’s full stops and every-day disaster. And so it seems the house is porous – our bricks that promised...
by Helen Ivory | Dec 2, 2021 | Featured, Poetry
Pause a crow much wet by rain falling in massive subtractions almost a dark shadow perched on a wire with washings beak dripping words now halted by fatigues of itineraries neck subdued by water’s weight feathers drizzling alone looked straight...
by Helen Ivory | Dec 1, 2021 | Featured, Poetry
Such a Victorian The bird that flutters reaches out Into time; knee-deep in nerve gas, At the cemetery gates, the children play Like half-opened flowers on a breeze; but, Deep in the coffers beneath that layer of non- Sense all along the...
by Desree | Nov 30, 2021 | Featured, Poetry
Diagnosis I make lists for her, fill in the calendar, get her to keep a diary. She’s knitting again, a scarf to start with, reading now too – hides her romances amongst the bedsheets in the linen basket. She stumbles, says, Doris when she...
by Desree | Nov 29, 2021 | Featured, Poetry
i don’t need to puncture my body or stain my face or pour bleach on my scalp to feel beautiful. kelsey blacklight (@slntstrwbrry) is a writer from the USA. They have appeared in wingless dreamer and enjoy guacamole, live music,...
by Desree | Nov 28, 2021 | Featured, Poetry
Sari shop, Easton A step through a doorway An overnight ‘plane journey A month’s ship voyage Easton to Lahore By pushing open a door. A woman closer to death than birth Lies swaddled in the corner Atop a pile of rainbow-plush rugs Princess and the...
