A huge thank you to The Menteur for publishing my poem ‘Cries and Colours’ in the new issue of their magazine! (And an equally huge thank you to them for sending me a complementary copy from Paris.) You can read the poem for free here along with a host of other great pieces.
The beautiful people at Ambit have published one of my poems in the latest issue of their magazine. It’s called ‘Epiphany at the Polski Sklep’. You can purchase it here.
My poem ‘Clichés from the Avant-Garde’ has been published on For Every Year, a project by the writer Crispin Best whose poems I very much urge you to read. Each contributor provides a piece of creative work in honour of a year since 1400. My year is 1892 and you can read the poem here.
I came of age in the 60s and 70s and I honestly
do not remember the encounter. Trust me, this isn’t an
overnight Bar Mitzvah. I’ve had to reconcile
the therapists with my behaviour. I have loved the
scope of hurt and deeply regret the feelings I owe
to the culture and The Cops. “It may
have seemed okay” and I continue to channel
that anger. I plan to do right by my dick.
We went out for dinner, completely consensual,
and afterwards brought pain, a retirement
party long overdue. The movement that is happening
has been in the works throughout my life, all
women, for over thirty years. I have been so
protective of these stories and I was widely
admired in my demons. Exchanged numbers.
Sexual activity. My position. I want to deal
with this negative attention honestly and
openly. I took her words and put together
a team of people.