Poems

Crumbling, Shredded wings flutter. A dull shimmer on the bleak sky, Churning the monochrome palate Of the night. Once silver, I remember. Regal paisleys, Nacré velvet.

Parchment spread dry, wide. Between tokes, breaths, I watch your mouth. Nothing betrays your inner fire: Passion hot like sticky black tar in my...

Naked. Cold. Rotten. It’s how we all end up. No dignity, no shame, because really - who cares? Once it’s all over, when all the air leaves us, when...

Your words each phoneme coarse, like sand grains caught in an oyster. I swallow them whole. Gulping, the whorls of salty slime swim through my gut. I...

Familiarity clings Breath forms droplets in the ether Specks of dust skin hair dirt grimy flakes of human indulgence encapsulated in a bubble of...

A cast-iron bladder is one of the things my mother gave me. ‘That will be the Charvill genes, my darling! All the women have one: the legendary...