Like when the hawk locks his claws around the rabbit, Or when the lion licks the blood that stains his … More
Tag: poem
Food For Thought
The severing of ties with a man who believes that the death of a beautiful woman is, unquestionably, the most … More
Yorkshire
Who made you? At thirteen I fell between the pages of Wuthering Heights, learned that I was made of moor … More
Crack A Smile
Lick your lips taste the plastic of your smile take a breath smell the sanitation of your skin knock your … More
Leaves
Leaves fall. What was Green and new, fades.
Danger Here
Water, speckled like dirty glass and white foam bearing against the black feet of cliffs screaming with mating birds in … More
Dirty Laundry
The sky was on fire from the street lights below. The ashes fell from the clouds of smoke drifting in … More
December on the Style Mile (by a Glaswegian)
Wind rushes through your ears. You grip the bar till your knuckles are white, and hold your bags close … More
Pigeons
Glasgow is Granda Jimmy and that time he took me to the Transport Museum; Pigeons with at least one missing … More
Edinburgh Hogmanay Party
The Producers Nice little earner. North. Touting the tickets, providing the feast promoting hip music in the elegant East collecting … More
