Song of a Tone-deaf: for Allen and George Yuan There is often such a time when you, a no-songster Would want to sing aloud to yourself, a song That everyone else might also love to...

    Labels We met outside Selfridges. I was in high spirits. God Squad Steve had bestowed upon me three Prét A Manger sandwiches, and I’d just bagged myself a premium spot to bed down. The...

      Prayer to St. Emily I feel like a girl When I’m cutting my nails with kitchen scissors. When I take off my high heels And the pain of it brings me to tears. I have mastered the...

      Dunton Bassett We gathered marigolds for homemade wine, collected fresh laid eggs. I fell, you called me Cow-muck Sue. You in a tweed skirt and pink twinset, proud in your...

      Remembrance of an Open Wound   Whenever we make love, you say it’s like fucking a crash – I bring the bus with me into the bedroom. There’s a lull, like before the fire...

      7 years good luck. I woke up this morning in an electric teapot all I’ve been dreaming about is missing teeth the gaps feel as lonely as this halfway house that wants a soft...

      Sakura The pond darkens to its evening pattern of gold koi and lilies on black silk but no gowned geisha here just me among the raked white metaphors watching blushed petals...

      Cathedral Melancholy Every morning in the cathedral the man who might be a monk plays the organ, sound streaming through stained glass on dark angel wings. The music is like the...

      Primavera There is perfume on the table Federica, Flowers, pressed and in the letter There is an offer of marriage – the letter is red. There is only the fountain, Federica,...