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Notes from the Ocean
Poetry by Helen Cox
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All artists wash up on Ellis Island. Poets too. That’s why I am here, to seduce you with all the tenderness I learnt from Gene Kelly…
Helenography
Dec 2, 2020
Self-Portrait; Blue Period
Self-Portrait; Blue Period
Self-Portrait; Blue Period
Helenography
Mar 12, 2021
“Perverse”
“Perverse”
I once knew the difference between pleasure and pain now a kiss and a bruise feel exactly the same. This honeyed ache is a thousand knots…
Helenography
Feb 12, 2021
Nobody’s Ever Touched Me
Nobody’s Ever Touched Me
Nobody’s Ever Touched Me without wanting to fuck me. It’s a side-effect of being born under the magnetic November moon, and of this shell…
Helenography
Mar 27, 2021
Dominance
Dominance
You are older than me and wiser than time. You let me pet your long, grey hair like I once did the family dog. You wash and brush and…
Helenography
Mar 18, 2021
All those other boys said I love you
All those other boys said I love you
All those other boys said I love you
Helenography
Jun 3, 2021
It’s Sunrise in New Orleans
It’s Sunrise in New Orleans
I
Helenography
Nov 2, 2021
Beyond the City Limits
Beyond the City Limits
Let’s fuck like a record sung by Lana Del Rey I’ll get down on my knees and all the Feminists will say: a woman cannot find empowerment…
Helenography
Jan 31, 2021
White Flag
White Flag
White Flag Before meeting this man clad in soft leather they said I was too wild to be tethered.
Helenography
Dec 26, 2020
Morecambe Bay
Morecambe Bay
There is a certain loneliness in this estuary, in how her legs part brazenly astride salty tides. While the mountains lay down together…
Helenography
Dec 26, 2020
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