Poetry
In Poetry on February 28, 2010 at 7:06 pm
Pirate
Your father burnt you in ways
That make the nights long and wrecked
In a way that my tongue
Free of blasphemy and coarseness cannot soothe
Your father told lies with his hands
Now you walk without delicateness or trepidation
Look at you plundering the seas, sea plunderer!
Taking what you can, sea plunderer! Pirate! Read the rest of this entry »
Poetry
In Poetry on February 21, 2010 at 7:16 pm
Inspiration
found at the bottom of a can of beer
or in the midst of the final
exhale of pot smoke
a good book
a bad book
a song that makes sad people happy Read the rest of this entry »
Prose, Short Stories
In Fiction on February 6, 2010 at 1:45 pm
Come Home
I went home to visit my family. A train to Hebden Bridge then a replacement bus service to Dewsbury by way of apology for the railway line that had been temporarily closed. My mother picked me up at Dewsbury station and we drove through the dilapidated West Yorkshire landscape to her compact home, where I ate a meal of dry beef and soggy chips. Read the rest of this entry »
