Mouth of the Mine
The maw of the old mineshaft reminded meof the stove-in mouthof an end-of-the-line lush,left gaping there glistening by bored kids, …
The maw of the old mineshaft reminded meof the stove-in mouthof an end-of-the-line lush,left gaping there glistening by bored kids, …
The car entered the lot moving slowly, its weight worked at the loose stones, tonnes of steel composed by engineers …
I wake to a shoal of empty beer bottles- scale-less green fish sitting in summer romance along my window-sill sunk …
The fine hairs that trace her temple have snatched the weak radiance from up above, like a school of shattered pearls in tune …
He’s close enough to sink into the swirling galaxies and worlds of her pores, close enough to struggle in the whirlpool and …
One less face at a leaving do, two fewer eyes to blithely scan the epigram ‘you’ll be missed’ later, the …
Go gently forward, these doors move for you; don’t rush. Your presence in that air-lock; that two-and-a-half feet of empty …
I get up to take a piss glancing haphazardly at my suitcase leaning forlornly against the wall the colour of …
Momentarily my boots met the night sky so I kicked the moon with everything I had I waded through the …
Everything is falling apart at an agonising rate. Just the other day I heard a girl screaming silently drowning in …
Pockets of clovers riddle this lawn like bullet holes in a church wall once we were gibbons picking at fleas …
By afternoon my multi-grain hoops look at me with hurt feelings swollen as braggarts the milk sour undrinkable and useless. …