Will Vigar

a writer of sorts

Aurochs (Irish Sea)

Through the trees, a rum tang  of brine encroaching; a brackish  lick insinuates itself into a bed    of coarse reeds that wither   with its saline sting. Aurochs   sensing their time is … Continue reading

August 27, 2019 · Leave a comment

Oil and Algae

We tramped through narrow dew set paths lined with gorse, it’s barbed wire limbs waving warning trophies of rent clothing; a BMX, abandoned in the no man’s land of briar … Continue reading

April 22, 2019 · Leave a comment