Robin Redbreast
It may not be fashionable, but it certainly is nice to go to bed at 11pm on a Saturday. The …
A relatively young man
The defence counsel said after reading his antecedents (16 convictions from 25 charges) “The Defendant is 27, still a relatively …
Life
I don’t care about the news; shootings pile up like two, three, four nights’ worth of crack rock hard rice …
Leo’s last day
-We do the shit, waiting for the sun, bam, easy life – Leo sits on two water kegs – Fuckin’ …
Railway sketch
Railway station in a country town, flagstones wide, dark and wet with rain. Cast iron bolts suffocated by thick beige …
Bar sketch
two fellas, one shorter, looks worriedly over shoulder, kept dry under union jack umbrella held by taller mate. Step tip …
Bag for life
My cashier was a tall woman of around 27, the tips of her hair were brittle as ice chips and …
We Are The Boys
We are the boys born in the bellies of hydrogen bombs swigging weekend beers and not worrying about the world, …
When you’re not here
I listen to the senselessness of never-ending traffic, to the way the fridge murmurs its thanks between burps as it …
Sent my love downstairs
On my back Studying the ceiling cracks In a student’s house. Sent my love downstairs To fetch roasting carrots Spitting …
#1
My ears are cupped in headphones, hood up, the radio’s drowned in the river of mid-morning cabs, buses, and rain. …
Spring poem
I’m outside, on the corner slate flower bed purple as burst plum, conjures mother, leant, exhausted on the speckled countertop, jousting …
Fish & Chips
Rambling mad under the threat of spring rain Dirty old field, ploughed, pulling up last year’s dirty jobs City slush …
MY TROUBLED MIND 