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Certain women are going to vote for Donald Trump and this picture proves it. If no women were going to vote for Trump, they wouldn't be making and...

”Hi, Jane, haven’t seen you for a couple of years – I thought you’d have a kid by now, you used to be so keen.” Silence. No quick response. I moved...

The jolly grapes and the devil grain Will never salve The pain of midnight’s ache The separation of an ocean. Is nothing to a single mother. Like...

You just need a rest To feel better soon Go back to bed In a quiet dark room Sleep and recharge Close your eyes and relax Take deep calming breaths...

Summer is loudest, their windows fly open, voices vault fences and enter our house. Screaming at children, beer bottles broken, cursing and knocking...

This is my entry for The Walter Swan Poetry Prize 2020 run by Ilkley Literature Festival. You can catch the deserved winners on youtube.com The standard was very high, at least among those who won. I'm not displeased with this, though. Image from pixabay.com free for non-commercial use & without attribution.

Now then lad, let's go for a beer. There's a barmaid there and we can leer. We can drink six pints and piss 'em out. We can talk for six hours and...

Anyway, there is a fine line between being scrupulous and shrewd and being suspicious and paranoid, it's like the difference between cats and dogs...

in October soaks up my spirit as falling leaves unmask the armour of maple trees in the sunlight and I gasp in awe at the tumbling array of shapes...