Candyfloss

Candyfloss

a rude thought by a girl from Alabama

Ghost Soup

Ghost Soup Limp memories sulk like cabbage in a soupy evening translucent but dim and tasteless dull as someone elses old chums the ones who holidayed in sporty days
Cherry

Petrified Gossamer

Petrified Gossamer A sugar cage of red Welsh gold spun and shaped by flame draped uncomfortably on Ockhams Razor a secular angel on the head of a pin flexible as windblessed cobweb

Stuck

Stuck Stuck today in the wrong changing rooms staffed by the bored in black they are overhot and chairless have sallow fat mirrors disgruntled jowls

Raging About in Colour

Raging About in Colour Steel green heated to an oily melt orange paisley slicks flowing like silk a bright summer dress blasted by the runway breath of a 737 blowing a skirt up all Marilyn

FGM

FGM We used to burn witches in Europe millions dragged and carted, placating plague and famine the vulnerable sacrifice ,envied for everything, friendless fair game we've almost stopped

Red Mist and Green Tomatoes

Red Mist and Green Tomatoes Red mist fell on me, shuttered down click clack snick snack the little dark car behind me hooty tooty hoity toity finger upflying just because