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ADD in the Supermarket
you must remember to get the napkins you say as I climb out of the car but I already know […]
December
I’ll go down through the gardens and lie to myself Say it has more street lamps so it’s safer For […]
Letters From Lockdown 57: South
Dear You, I need not point out who you are, you should already know since the majority of things I […]
Meadowlark.
I wish to soar in nature's eye with the skylarks. They seem to have so much fun, chattering amongst themselves […]
Letters From Lockdown 15: South
Dear Layla, Hey. It’s been a while. I haven’t properly spoken to you for about 2 years now. Life just […]
Purple Butterflies
Hold my hand That’s all I ask While I flick through the channels in my head And find the one […]
I’m So Tired
I reside in a perpetual state Caused by staying up late From leaving open the gate To my brain where […]
Letters From Lockdown 7: South
Dear baby brother (affectionately, Tiny Turd), I’m sorry that you’re stuck here with me, stuck inside a building you’ve lived […]
Untitled #37
Let my clothes hang off this body Swaddle the frame so I don’t have to see The contortions of its […]
A Day In May
The sky is grey Pathetic fallacy A sluggish mass of metal Heaves through the hidden away station Of a sleepy […]
When I Look At You
The Body of Christ
Author’s note – this poem contains material of a sensitive nature. It does in no way reflect the view of […]
The Girl I Hope You’ll Be
Your tiny fingers grasp the top of my thumb, scarcely able to keep your eyes open, and already you trust […]
A Winter Alphabet
And then, the after glow of ambient archangelsbellow below the brickwork borderline,causing cars to creep carefully.Days draw dark,even the ever-green […]
Through my Father’s Eyes
It’s Sunday afternoon. The Grand Prix is on the TV, Dad is rooting for Lewis Hamilton (even though he moved […]
fray
when i’m sitting alone : in the park, and the ducks : swim around in circles : in the poor […]
