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Shadow on the Wall

'From Balconies'. Letter to the Newspaper Again. Poet's Choice. October 2021

While bodies still lie stiff in morgues, 

And cannot yet be burned for change, 

The ash cannot blow onto tree roots, 

Will not feed a dawning age,

But people will get restless

And they'll sing 

From Balconies

Pastel Strokes

'Sublime'. Oddball Magazine. September 2021

Blonde hair, blue eyes
And curves beneath pink, pastel dress
White ballet pumps.
Her beauty can make me believe
In God’s Omni-benevolence.

Faded Shapes

'The Tracks'. Dark Poetry Collection. Wingless Dreamer. January 2021. 

Some nights are too cold for stilettos

One platform and icy concrete

No place here to drink white coffee

Two young girls on metal benches

Sit and watch their make-up smudging

Sharing fags and passing lighters

Hair back-brushed to reach the sky

And fishnets tearing cautiously

Around their scabbing, bloody knees.

Marble Podiums

'GOOD, ALRIGHT, WELL DONE, CALM DOWN'. Suicides and Murders. Poet's Choice. November 2020. 

Our lecturer told me to write about a heist,

but I wanted to write about

a suicide pact.

Swimsuits Hanging

Two Poems: 'Dan Collins Could Have Written This Better (A Villanelle' and 'Opportunity'. The Confessionalist Zine Issue 1. July 2019. 

We lie alone together, and we drink
Unspoken, we are touching skin to skin,
All these sensations make it hard to think.

The Opportunity Rover died
On Mars
Alone
While it was getting dark
And his batteries were low.

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