Inheritance

You left us nothing but your everything You gave us nothing but your all no bank account, no savings, just … More

Daria & Pete

I would enquire, would ask exactly how they all met, but all the members of this party are now dead. … More

’til Death

1. The problem with a blood pact is that you can’t take it back. 2. It looked like the scene … More

A Brief History of Tea

I used to resent making my father cups of tea. “Why can’t you just make it yourself?” He’d just stare … More

One Time at Camden Lock

1 / I watch the man in the crumpled white shirt take a swig from his can of Stella and … More

Notions of Infinity

Forever’s never guaranteed but still you wrote the F-word inside every card you ever sent to me. I cannot bring … More

Blind by HLR – for my Dad on Father’s Day

I wanted to share this poem about my Dad, for my Dad, today on Father’s Day. This poem is particularly … More

Anatomy of a Disordered Personality: Bones

I’m delighted that poem #2 ‘Bones’ from my WIP (my second full-length prosetry collection Anatomy of a Disordered Personality) has … More

Up

I can feel your puffed up chest under my heavy head after it rose up for the last time, inhaled … More

Mundane Things That Immediately Make Me Think of a Specific Dead Person

washing my hair over the edge of the bath / orange squash and/or lemonade / unscrewing, emptying, refilling a hot … More