by Helen Ivory | Nov 21, 2020 | Featured, Poetry, Prose
WITNESS STATEMENT Case No. 1991/203 Witness – Full Name: Ianthe Jane Frobisher-Forbes Address: 1 Priory Lane, Old Basing, Basingstoke I first met Jason on Johnny Antrobus’s yacht at St. Tropez in July, 1990. I didn’t know at first that he was from the...
by Helen Ivory | Nov 20, 2020 | Featured, Poetry
Skate Music Everything went wintry. You skated out hunched and tentative – your fading skill recognising limits. Each scrape of fate came smaller, and we watched you skirl until you were out of reach of sight or ear, free and final as a...
by Helen Ivory | Nov 19, 2020 | Featured, Poetry, Prose
When this is all over… We will hug. There’re two types. A proper one starts off gentle, a soft caress as two people’s arms find a way through each other’s limbs, as chests start to touch, as each pulls the other tighter to them, as you inhale...
by Helen Ivory | Nov 18, 2020 | Featured, Poetry
Please accept our apologies as we stand with a basket of light, brighter than its weight in gold. Cherry-picked too. The old lady pledged that it could withstand quite the storm. Perhaps she was right, but the painted sign says in bold: Sadly, The...
by Helen Ivory | Nov 17, 2020 | Featured, Poetry
Lies From my window I watch leaves flutter. Seagulls stamping their feet, I play with my loneliness. I write stories, I tell lies like: “My heart leaps at the thought of love.” Mariam Saidan is Iranian/British and has worked in the...
by Helen Ivory | Nov 16, 2020 | Featured, Poetry
Mushroom Picker Mushrooms grow well in chicken manure, but there’s a rumour the farm is experimenting with faeces from the local zoo. We traipse into the shed: a corrugated half-cylinder. I wrangle a ladder that’s taller than me, stuff blue...
