Take The Island
The burning ships behind you,Ruffle and rubble like thunder,Fortelling fortune or fatigue,Promising plunder or blunder. The shore you cross,Still blistering at night,Were looming cliffs defeated,By…
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2 Years On Basic Income
An early draft of this piece was written in a hotel room from the sunny coastal town of Denia, Spain. The temperature was forty degrees…
What Is A Poem?
Is it more than words in a book or tome? Is it anything that makes you feel at home? Is it when the words can…
How To Be A Speck
Step 1: This is all you’ll have, get, and will never keep. Step 2: React how you must; laugh, swear, hurt, or weep. Step 3:…
The Call
Calling in the night, He stands in the open, Howling at the moon, A silhouette in your sight. Every evening is the same, The climb…
The Neighbour Upstairs
I have a neighbour upstairs, And they can be loud. At night, in the morning, How can one person make so much sound? They’re always…
Fatherhood
The terror in those chubby little digits,The crippling, knee shattering glimmer,And the sorrowful joy conjured by that smile. As I hold you, and look down…
The Trees Swallow People: Part 8
We’re supposedly social animals, cooperative, empathetic. I’m not the most exuberant person, but I like to think I’m agreeable and can hold a conversation. I…
Oisin’s Lament
Can I stay, And die amongst the forgotten? Can I live my seconds, Amongst the decayed and rotten? There is no place for me, Where…