by Helen Ivory | Nov 7, 2025 | Featured, Poetry
Mythopolitics we make sure to pack a deck of cards for the train, or a sunday afternoon visit to the park. the cards will give our hands something tangible to do, and that thing should be as far away from Productive as possible, for that is the...
by Helen Ivory | Nov 6, 2025 | Featured, Poetry
Taḋg Paul is a queer poet, former LGBTQ+ rights campaigner, and software developer. In 2022, an injury rendered him quadriplegic. During hospitalization and rehab he rekindled a love for writing poetry. Today he volunteers at Fighting Words mentoring...
by Helen Ivory | Nov 5, 2025 | Featured, Poetry
Beef Rendang Hey kid, this won’t mean that much to you yet, but I didn’t taste my first proper curry till at least twenty-one—if we ignore Friday-night jar-based meals your Gran assembled, a few sultanas mixed in to make things more exotic. And...
by Helen Ivory | Nov 4, 2025 | Featured, Poetry
Aimless Aimless between Dropping out Of art school And absolutely no Friggin’ money For Kenyon I moved in with Television and doting Grandma in flowered Wallpapered rooms Sat on her porch Back and forth On the glider That Grandpa and I Hauled home...
by Helen Ivory | Nov 3, 2025 | Featured, Poetry
In the Dales after John Ashbery it’s a special kind of empty the footed earth, saluting the sky so much to see I took a photograph of you posed in the window seat punchy red slippers blurring rock and field the same window in five years?...
by Helen Ivory | Nov 2, 2025 | Featured, Poetry
Spotted in a 7-Eleven in North Hollywood It beckons from between plasters and hand cream, the box bright-white, the lettering green. The first time I needed one, I visited a chemist in London, murmuring to a middle-aged man across the counter as...
