Will Vigar

a writer of sorts

Fifteen Cafe Scenes (11 – 15)

xi. Hallelujah? “She always brings extra biscuits for God and makes sure there is enough tea for His cup.” She acknowledges that His cuppa does not runneth over. It just … Continue reading

March 29, 2016 · Leave a comment

Hastings Beach 1974

  Ignoring the arguments and the cigarette fug, I rub the condensation from the window. It won’t be long before white noise stops its sibilant assault on roof and windscreen. … Continue reading

March 20, 2016 · Leave a comment

Refugee

I wanted to write a poem about the refugee crisis. I wanted it to be a savage criticism of the political situation leading up to the mass migration; the horrors … Continue reading

March 18, 2016 · Leave a comment

Kiss Me Again, Jack

So many years since I felt the hoar caress my cheek   with needle teeth. Not breaking the skin but bringing it to rude life . . .   Kiss … Continue reading

March 15, 2016 · Leave a comment

Dynevor Road (1-4)

domestic vignettes from when i lived with my grandparents in the 1970’s 1.Brawn Half a pig’s head lies forgotten having fallen behind the electrolux * The rising damp in the understair larder … Continue reading

March 9, 2016 · Leave a comment