Once upon a time , there were three good friends, who were as close as friends can be, and their names were Oge, Em and Uoy. They were content and inseparable and they never fought. They spent their days foraging and telling tales and they rarely strayed from their village. Their favourite haunt, was a Read more about “Evil” a Short Story[…]
Touch the sky with a finger and your eye, Follow the horizon with the back of your hand, And when you finally meet the sunlight, You might just understand That this dog is mad, but she don’t bite no God damn man. And if you always ask for the truth, don’t be surprised, mister preacher, Read more about Confessions for the Preacher Kind: Lyrics.[…]
HIV wedged into the bloat of Mankind, it lurks coiled in the caverns of our insides and it snares without hooks or nets or clamps until all of our blood is occupied and bellowing out, breaths become a blink ground down by the weight of a dying heart’s pulse and snaked into the body’s tributaries Read more about “HIV” – a poem for National HIV Test Week[…]
The hum of the windfinds a hymn in the rooftops;houses have no ears.
I’ve lived in Manchester since 1990, which was the year my family moved from Blackburn in Lancashire to a suburb of South Manchester. Unbeknownst to me at that time, our new home was located in an area of the city which was also the home of the team behind Danger Mouse; it was a dream come true Read more about The Curry Mile: a Series in the Making?[…]