Bull after Michael Lyons’sculpture in wax and steel, Mithras Suite IX (The Eighth Gate), The Hatton Gallery.   What God rose from earth to split this brute in two? To tear muscle from shoulder, horn from skull, ravage the … Continue reading →

  Becky  There is a woman in this town who’s my double. I’m not saying it this way round in vanity. It’s just I’m slightly older. We have the same kind of hair and skin. We dress similarly. It’s a … Continue reading →

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    Neuro-Mandala  A poem inspired by Anjali B Purkayastha’s ‘Home’   I can float here on these outlines of clouds unfilled, nested within borders, in teal self-led and self-reflected. There are no rainbows, only a sense of them mono-coloured … Continue reading →

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  [ mojave ] wind sand dust devils barren spiral silver blaze glint white lightning shatter storms humid heat shelter cave obsidian bursting stars echoes vast salt canyon floods red stone restless bones flint agate fire exposed offal fox cottonwood … Continue reading →

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  Red In The Morning I had my outing that day after all. The morning sky streaked red. We’ll see my mother warned.   My scarlet ‘Jumping Jodies’  stayed in their box. Daisy patterned, soles as pale as sponge cake. … Continue reading →

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          Suburbia Outside, the lightning was swift; a sudden rain against my skin, blurring your features into a single gash. The grey weeds that spread and withered the yard where you buried your black thoughts have … Continue reading →

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A New and Accurat Map of the World Drawne according to ye truest Descriptions, latest Discoveries & best observations y.t have beene made by English or Strangers I have made landfall with a mouth full of sand, tossed from the … Continue reading →