Growing Pains and Flowing Manes

a collection of stuff that I may try and send off to a publisher some day

Bad Blood and The Post office

This line we are in is too long And thanks to some Unknown hotshot It is confusing, Curling back And forth On itself All the way From start to end. I am about halfway through now
Cherry

B B

Beth Builder At ten years old I knew her name was alliterative But that’s not why she’d give Me thrills when she passed my classroom windowsill
Cherry

Small town drama

No-one knew for sure why the pub was closed But our restless tongues all had their suspicions, And by the time the doors Caved in Our lips were sugar tight
Cherry

Out of the picture

A poem I've submitted for a poetry collection on the imporance of the photobooth - for an arts show in Chicago in April apparently. Just heard back and it got in! Woo hoo!

Supermarket haikus

Two linked haikus about the impact of supermarkets on our self perception - I wrote them just now for a friend who is doing her PHD on the impact of supermarkets.