Will Vigar

poet. writer. imposter.

More News and Last Call

A new book coming soon from my publishing company “A Swift Exit”.

April 27, 2016 · Leave a comment

Going Home: Keats – Episode 14

April 29th Same deal. Spiggy asleep on the sofa. Mook asleep in his room. I top the drugs up, go back to bed and five minutes later Spiggy knocks on … Continue reading

April 23, 2016 · Leave a comment

Alberto and Jeff – Superhero Blues 9

April 23, 2016 · Leave a comment

Asunderland

I’m dreaming of a metal cage. A bloodied angel caught, hanging over me – unscathed but screaming. His life rains it’s final hour and . . . I am trapped … Continue reading

April 23, 2016 · Leave a comment

Alberto and Jeff – Superhero Blues 8

April 14, 2016 · Leave a comment

Going Home: Keats – Episode 13

April 28th I went to bed and read for a while before drifting off to sleep. Four hours later, when the alarm rang, Mook was looking a lot better. I … Continue reading

April 14, 2016 · Leave a comment

Camille

Sweat and hands and passion shape an uncarved block * in his name; his reputation ensured by your devotion. * Each success bruising her affection. Each denial inflaming her desire. … Continue reading

April 14, 2016 · Leave a comment

Alberto and Jeff – Superhero Blues 7

April 8, 2016 · Leave a comment

Going Home: Keats – Episode 12

April 27th I could hear Spiggy moving around about 6:30. He knocked on my door and then cautiously opened it. He’d found his clothes and dressed himself. “I made eggs … Continue reading

April 6, 2016 · Leave a comment

An Autopsy

An Autopsy (on being homeless in Sheffield in the 1980’s) i.   Among mills, warehouses, tenements; stone blackened; cars burned; metal rusted; Each transformed by the neglect brought by progress. … Continue reading

April 6, 2016 · Leave a comment