Man in a poncho Blue¬† jumper Stains on the sleeve Waft of tobacco Black grey greasy hair Franticly twisting his hair into curls with both hands Annie. Morrisey. A mop. A shaggy dog. Wide-eyed. Unshaven. Something at the window catches him. He sees me staring at his eyes in the window. Flinching. Scratching. Curling his […]

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Easter Sunday

Quiet roads Easy parking Lunch has been eaten Brunch has been eaten Coffee And Cake Have been drunk And Eaten. Heavy feet tramp The muddy leaves Past the canal Past the cast away bottles Past the tossed crisp packets Past the Tesco’s shopping trolley. The sun reflects off These like stars in water. A ghost […]

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Drunk dreams

Together, running, we jump the queue behind A small blonde girl. A black cap turned backwards. White adidas trainers. Smoke? He takes it from her without hesitation A deep puff, puncturing a small light in the air Like a torch it won’t go out. Mate, this is herbs. He shoves the whole thing, still lit, […]

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The knocking in my head. Mother knocks on the door, – go to sleep. The dripping tap. Sweat overflows from the body as when Red wine is poured into glass. A yellow river flows through the creases, Spread like the feathers of a peacock. Lying on a hot beach smothered in sunscreen. Or catching, behind […]

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“Rejected Adresses”

“Rejected Adresses”¬† The bottles, glasses and light bulbs were all indistinguishable from each other. All shone bright. The woman in the red sequined dress walked on her heels like a tightrope, towards the square red chairs laid out in a right angle formation. Already occupying two of these seats, leaving a space in between, were […]

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