I Can Never Forgive Ann Widdicombe
The day they tore the flats down, a woman dressed in a navy blue uniform with red silk sash – buttons and medals winking with delight in the low … Continue reading
I Saw – Another tale from Kelvin Flats
Twice a day she passes, each time tutting a mantra to banish the monolith. Knowing, as she does, the obvious squalor of it’s subhuman inhabitants. She writes her … Continue reading
Kevin
Kevin sat in the corner, quiet and out of place and never seemed quite comfortable in the bosom of the family. Always kept at arms length. The tension between … Continue reading
My Ex In Anger
My ex, in anger, threw my favourite pyrex pie plate from our eighth floor balcony, hoping to smash it to pieces. But it landed in a tree – lodged between … Continue reading
Circus
Some kids from Barnsley came round with their geography teacher to point and gaze in wonderment and pity the decaying, failed estate. “A lack of planning,” he explained, chest … Continue reading
Milk – Tales From The Urban Prairie #4
I’m working on a series of poems and short stories about life on Kelvin Flats, a Brutalist multi-storey housing estate that I lived on for most of the 80’s. I’m … Continue reading
Absent Ginsberg
An anthology of modern poetry from the respected website ‘a swift exit’. Collecting together new works by poets from the United Kingdom, Portugal, Denmark, France, China, Canada, New Zealand and … Continue reading
Life – infinite – Death
Well, look at these beauties! My new creative writing project is a short, non-linear story based around the theories of Boltzman, Everett, Schrodinger and Tegmark. It’s an experiment and a … Continue reading
Milk
By the time I got there, the walkways, built to accommodate milk floats for the daily pinta, were no longer served by the Express or Unigate. The Presto was cheaper and … Continue reading
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