Ashen needles and torn posters gluethemselves to the floor of UFO Club No standing building to speak of,but the particles … More
Tag: Poetry
Frogs
Them with smoke rings in hair.Them with longing for despair.Them with no due care.Them a little beyond repair.Them with no … More
Dead October
I knew a man called October, his chest displayed in verdigris.
Strip Tease
London, 2015 standing on the platform of Piccadillythe woman beside me flicks her TescoClubcard between her French acrylics.the man opposite … More
Dirty Blonde
Two-pronged claw squeezing bottleneck — a pale gold liquid that drips down her shell. Wrapped in punchtoned cloth, the roofpainted … More
Books v. Singularity
At the end of every year, many people make lists of their favourite books of the year. This isn’t all … 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
Brûlée (Haibun)
They know me as the girl who grabs a maple latte and a vanilla creme-filled donut. During this holiday, hearts … More
Don’t Say Goodbye
A Villanelle Rotten like an apple, we were doomed from the very start. Mangled like a sickly cat, I hurl … More
Prelude
After Frank O’Hara on that Friday night you queued up for fried chicken your jacket was beige your reflection softened … More
Courtenay's Corner 