In Red and White You could helter-skelter down their columns on a rug or tray,pretend they’re giant sticks of rock in red and white -slice through their middles and you’d surely findthe names...

Selling poems to Indians  When I sold the poemsthe Indians gave me wampum.‘Hang on a tick,’ I said,‘that doesn’t go down a bundlein Tesco’s. I’d rather other currency.If money is outwhat...

A Way Through The Brambles   There’s a perfectly paved path. It began, as all things must, once upon a time. And stretches forth toward the horizon to a place I know not where. Many feet...

Willie My name’s Willie – Fred’s Willie actually.  I like to have fun with Fred. For example, in the middle of the night when he is fast asleep, I wake him up and tell him I need the...

Basic Thing The poem is just like everything else:you eatyou drinkyou breatheyou shityou make love(if you’re lucky) you live and you die It’s vital, essentialinstinctivenecessaryand...

UntitledSamantha-Jane Brigstock was a very plain girl. Not that anyone would know it as she never appeared in public – or anywhere else, unless under several layers of makeup and colourful clothing....

Sister Witches Demon catYou howlYou yowlYou swirl your cowlSister WitchesTonight is the nightThe Harvest Moon is brightYou cackle with eerie delightDemon CatYou hurl the first spellSister...

The Painter She sits in the hairdressersshrouded in products and bleach, her inners pulsing; fear protruding,the tick tocks spacing her rhythmstrying to reassure her heart. The...

Apple in the Pit Amit watched Maya gulp down her breakfast. She looked up and said, “I am late, have to rush.”

“Will you be late coming back?” 

"Don't know, will call." She blew him a...

Hugh Hefner & Keg PartiesI had a friend who said he once met Hugh Hefner.To tell you the truth I think he just made the whole thing up so he would have something to say at parties.He loved the...