himanimalwail
The third piece about the 80’s HIV crisis. It’s been weird writing about this stuff and has brought up some awful memories. I guess this can be seen as ‘therapy’ … Continue reading
August 4, 2022 · Leave a comment
Learning Shame and Anger in the Midst of a Moral Panic.
I’m often asked why I don’t write more about being queer. I find this to be an odd question. As far as I’m concerned, all of my poetry is queer … Continue reading
July 30, 2022 · Leave a comment
The Wrong Forest
Mean aluminium trees – plastic vines circulating analgesic sap – fail to sway in the bare thoracic snap from tired, syncopating lungs. Phoney canopy on geometric bough. Silent, motionless … Continue reading
January 8, 2019 · Leave a comment
Will Vigar 
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