To See What Steven Sees

In memoriam R I P Stevie

Mars Bar

And all because I ate her frigging Mars bar!

Mark's Party London 1970

She queried, sounding impressively like Tiny Tim, tip-toeing barefoot, through the garden of broken glass, while carrying Hattie Jakes on his bac

The Prognosis Train

Tick-Tock-Tick-Tock...
Cherry

Cindy's Fall

"You don't have to be scared, Daddy... Everything is..."

Why Am I Still Here?

A piece of Prose poetry

LONDON'S CALLING !!!

London’s calling through the dawn of time Loud-boys dance a convoluted rhyme Like a spiv in the night Hey You!!!,,, Wanna fight?

Empty Hands

What silences can take their shape through this dull mist of morning rain? The slow black figures easing past on through the frosted grass to stand in stillness, verging on a pit
Cherry

Patrick's Big Toe Itched Like Crazy

Having stripped his genitals bare, Patrick lay down, raised his hips, and peeled himself like a banana. His chest hair caused a minor problem, as did the insides of his ears...

My Beautiful Little Boy (Haiku)

Tiny but Significant

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