CHRONICLES OF MER - MER'S DAY OUT CHAPTER ELEVEN

The Painter

An alchemist’s air is needed to fly. He sucks the ether reading the temperature of his soul. His brain is like a raw swollen sun in his heightened romance of being.

RED SKATE CHAPTER ELEVEN

Cherry

Shame, shame & a lousy nickname

Based on a true story. Title poem from the new collection.

LEZZIE-ASON CHAPTER ELEVEN

Three gifts

You have three gifts at your disposal, your body, your spirit and mind. If you want to achieve your potential make sure that those gifts are aligned.

Timbre

poem

Swift Nick and Co.

(Google 'thieves' cant' to decode some of this). Hardest, hardiest of them, blunt-hungriest, most sweary, russet-headed, nips that'd survive a crematory.

Falls

The sign over the door still said the house was for sale.

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