Will Vigar

poet. writer. imposter.

Kiss Me Again, Jack

Short and sweet. One of the things I’ve utterly failed to grips with, on moving south, is the lack of winter. I mean, being from Yorkshire, I’m used to deep … Continue reading

April 27, 2022 · 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 me again, … Continue reading

February 5, 2018 · 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