by Helen Ivory | Sep 8, 2026 | Featured, Poetry
At Casa Diablo: Portland’s World Infamous Vegan Strip Club I owned a g-string like this, the back connected by a rhinestone butterfly. Starved myself at school to save my dinner money, bought it from Poundland. Prized, peeping above my gym...
by Kate Birch | Sep 7, 2026 | Featured, News, Poetry
Heathrow flight lines I kill lines of ant. Heat arrives in the wrong season. It feels important to know the names of birds under the thrum of a flight corridor. Birds collide with machines, causing damage, risking delays. Who counts bird deaths? A...
by Helen Ivory | Sep 7, 2026 | Featured, Poetry
There’s The Big Things The ash that screams into the night, the lake that dries, the child amongst the rubble, the heat, the fire, the lack of books, the men who’ve clearly lost their minds. And then there’s the small. The glass that smashes on...
by Helen Ivory | Sep 6, 2026 | Featured, Poetry
Akademichna Street is bombed-out flats, is the hot-pink Sweet Bakery Café, is straggly new-planted trees, is infantry quaffing cappuccino, is the community hub spilling ragged donations, is fuchsia velvet armchairs, is the balcony with the...
by Helen Ivory | Sep 4, 2026 | Featured, Poetry
Neveralways —him— Never shows up late to a single thing he’s invited to Always brings the most thoughtful and carefully curated and perfect gift Never shows up early and never once overstays his welcome Always appears well groomed and clean and...
by Helen Ivory | Sep 3, 2026 | Featured, Poetry
The Fallen Angel This is just a woman, sticking her life back together after years spent recovering. But the sky blackens, everything grows dark and minor. Unasked for, he appears again. What instruments does the demon use? Metal spoons on...
