Poet Vs Writer
I've been watching an argument (debate does not cover it) in a writing facebook group I'm a member of about why poets call themselves writers. At…
Poem: Summer Soundtrack
I remember a good summer bright with promise, crushes and sex, my memory nebulous a floating soundtrack to the sun. If only I could remember more.…
Poem: Pluck
I haven't quite decided what they tell me is true pluck away one by one and leave me hanging by my bones my soul scoured clean…