by Memoona Zahid | Mar 26, 2021 | Featured, Poetry
Intruder A rattle spikes through my ear. Tin, tin, tin. Tintinnabulation. Fingers seeking their way in – sneaking, screaking fingers, scratching at the metal, scrambling for the bolt. Ding dong. What a racket! Tin, tin, tin. I’m on the sofa blinking at...
by Memoona Zahid | Mar 25, 2021 | Featured, Poetry
High An arctic tern will fly 10,000 miles to flourish in two summers worth of light; so I was high after he died, chasing sun on the wing, though directionless. I swallowed three green capsules every night, peristalsis pulsing them through my scorched...
by Memoona Zahid | Mar 24, 2021 | Featured, Poetry
We Secretly Hate You Here’s our booth, come sit with us for a second. Come share this necklace with us. The vibrations here are excellent all night. Have you read Mira Kirshenbaum? That’s okay. Have a sniff of this. It’s meant to hurt a...
by Memoona Zahid | Mar 23, 2021 | Featured, Poetry
A NOTE ON PINK These things are pink: tongue; blush; intestine. Candyfloss. Ham. Flamingo. This much we know. The lotus flower is an excellent example of pink. The pink grapefruit is internally pink, but externally a warm peach. A sunrise is sometimes...
by Memoona Zahid | Mar 22, 2021 | Featured, Poetry
winter monsoon, Bangkok, 2020 in Bangkok students amass asking after the disappeared in the shade of a banyan tree cut in half, in a diary twisting sugar with ink a seer wonders how to speak of what she has embroidered of a night world of frangipani...
by Helen Ivory | Mar 21, 2021 | Featured, Poetry
Beachcombing at Night I find a broken compass behind his right ear, two Euros behind his left, bent spoons in each armpit, AA batteries behind both of his knees. He hands me a torch, nothing happens when I flick the switch. ‘Ah!’ I swap the...
