Leaving the Cemetery Pale road to sketch the headstones strewn like irregular verbs across this mirror of opposites. We have cautious connections; the boy Baron who died in his car-seat
This is what you have feared too long opening old maps to see a pawn shop for freedom selling bottles at eight a.m. You can run from the secret desecration with shame’s sad flotsam
Shooting that occurred on boxing day 2007 next to my block on the Aylesbury Estate. The body lay unnoticed for more than 24 hours. http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/england/london/7164679.stm