by Helen Ivory | Dec 6, 2021 | Featured, Prose
Hong Kong, China. September 2018 “Well, where did you see it last?” asks Zoo without looking up. He crushes the tiny ants that surge from behind our toaster. “The wedding,” I say. The wedding table dangles upside down outside our apartment’s...
by Helen Ivory | Dec 5, 2021 | Featured, Prose
Empty plate Sister Agostina would turn purple seeing Gloria eat in such a way: sitting on a chair with her legs against the table and the plate of spaghetti on her knees. She wolfs it down, taking big forkfuls. It feels tender and it’s tasty after...
by Helen Ivory | Jun 26, 2021 | Featured, Prose
Stirring Ambition As they’d agreed that morning, the three old women met again at the crossroads on the heath, when the sun was sinking. They were beggars, clad in beggars’ rags. War was once more in the land and beggars’...
by Memoona Zahid | Apr 24, 2021 | Featured, Prose
Happiness is Free Wifi – After the billboard in Ealing Broadway shopping centre. Contentment walks into a coffee shop, is offered super-speed free Happiness with her blueberry muffin, under 100 calories. ‘FUCK ME’, Contentment gleams. The...
by Helen Ivory | Apr 20, 2021 | Featured, Prose
Cutting Through The tea-light flames would dance as if a modernist ballet were being staged in each of the glass dishes from expensive supermarket puddings. He had dotted them around his ground floor flat, on various pieces of unlikely furniture...
by Helen Ivory | Jan 22, 2021 | Featured, Prose
Groundhog Bachelor and Drunk Ganders Before the art opening, over appetizers downtown, leisurely and expansively, my aunts Evelyn and Jane swapped stories availing the phrase “it’s true, it’s true” too frequently. According to their testimony (not...
