by Sofía Masondo | Jul 25, 2024 | Featured, Poetry
Offices matins as the sun thinks of rising i whisper good morning god into my pillow. lauds i splash well water three times on my face as a tonic & walk out into the day; out into the cloister, into the wind, into the world. prime i butter...
by Sofía Masondo | Jul 24, 2024 | Featured, Poetry
Property 26-2-24 After West Bank settlement marketing event… in New Jersey. Some old masters may have operated in good faith: unclear how they made their riches. Financial reports, always came back black, boxes of darker bodies conjuring profit....
by Sofía Masondo | Jul 23, 2024 | Featured, Poetry
Chances I had nothing to lose, so I took a chance. Then a few more, like a squirrel, darting for them and then racing back. And now winter is passing, joy has had a surplus this season, and I’ve got my small feast of fate’s dividends. Vidushi Rijuta...
by Sofía Masondo | Jul 22, 2024 | Featured, Poetry
The Crofton Road home team play football with the moon They have no kit to speak of but compensate with unshakeable belief they’ll ace the cup. With this in mind, they’ve got young Sharkey Thompson up in goal. Starts well. McGarry heads a blinder, slips – a fatal...
by Helen Ivory | Jul 21, 2024 | Featured, Poetry
His Nose is so Visible Against the Midnight Blue The moon is a Punch in the sky. A boy is carrying a bruise. And nobody is talking to either of them about ordinary things. She says she cannot trace the shape of the puppet you are seeing in...
by Helen Ivory | Jul 20, 2024 | Featured, Poetry
Cunning These things I know, and in knowing, can do; I am able, and my ability like my anatomy is deceitful. Canniness is seeing illusion not sin in the tip of the tongue the curve of the eye; the bodies like mine whipped for their wits. It is...
