Dead October

I knew a man called October, his chest displayed in verdigris. 

Artists and Symposiums

I have always experienced ageism. I pride myself on my intelligence and knowledge of different subjects, which has been acquired … More

Books I Read in March

For the first half of the month, I hadn’t completed any books. But, I soon changed that. My life is … More

I Was on BBC Radio!

In the U.K., there is something called BBC Upload. Now, most are aware of the BBC as they are a … More

Strip Tease

London, 2015 standing on the platform of Piccadillythe woman beside me flicks her TescoClubcard between her French acrylics.the man opposite … More

Sunday, 13th March, 2022

Sunday Breakfast: A packet of crisp & a cup of tea Lunch: Spaghetti Bolognese Dinner: Prosecco For twenty-five years of … More

Books I Read In February

4:48 Psychosis – Sarah Kay The Dry Heart – Natalia Ginzburg Metamorphosis – Franz Kafka Recording what I read was … More

Dirty Blonde

Two-pronged claw squeezing bottleneck — a pale gold liquid that drips down her shell. Wrapped in punchtoned cloth, the roofpainted … More

Self-Portrait of the Poet as Saudade

Saudade (n.) a feeling of longing, melancholy, or nostalgia that is supposedly characteristic of the Portuguese or Brazilian temperament. Nobody … More

Half-Moon

You pour a small bottle of Prosecco into your water bottle every morning. Your mouth smells of candied oranges from … More