Book Review: Eye of the Red Tsar

Eye of the Red Tsar Sam Eastland Faber and Faber £12.99 335pp
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My Bashful Ego

My Bashful Ego

Liberation

If I could liberate you for just one day...

Balm of a Bird

Reward for a bird lover!
Cherry

poem

I breathed on you, mumbling meanings you didn't catch.. my life can go anywhere, i said i can make anything I'm alive, I burn.. Your thin face rustled, a twitch of chin..

Dear addiction, I will beat you.

Predict my next move non-believer. You are the epitome of evil. Master of the night, slave to the sun.

Her Eyes.

Her face, a raisin. Old, used and smiling. Her nose, a beak. Long, hairy and crinkled. Her mouth, a story book, toothless and dribbling. Her Chin, lost, also hairy and catching the dribble.

Mr Puppet Man

There I lay, motionless, blind to my fate. The room; Desolate and dark but at the same time home. I was just a shadow, a singed scar that had been etched into the grotty lino.

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