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“Hey…mum…I’ve got a Ferrari Spider.” Nathan bounded up the stairs. “What’s a Ferrari Spider? I don’t want no creepy-crawlies in my house!” “Mum… Oh…..mum……..you don’t know what a Ferrari is?……..” “No! What is it?”. “It’s a super-car, mum! It’s great! Come and see it! I’ll take you for a ride! Come on, mum…..come on…” “I’m […]
They’re looking for meat deboners at the processing site in Paull, a coastal village ringed by chemical plants and vacancies, so I fill in my slip and waft it towards the receptionist at my agency. She puts it in her out-tray without looking and without raising her head, and she doesn’t smile. “You’ll not need […]
Child of Industry Am I here now, reclining or back? Coke can cup in the cul-de-sac Cold fog, January smog, cough at the door Mum watching the clock, curfew at four Full of industry we eye the estate Send word back to cool the plate It’s early yet for mince and lies Let’s scale […]
Opportunistic (in homage to Ozymandias by Shelley) I met a president from a defunct bank Who cried: “Two smashed and roofless blocks of shops Stand in the suburbs. Near them old and dank, Half built, a parking structure squats, its frame and crumbling top and sides of cold concrete tell that its builder ill these […]
For six weeks, now, Daniel has been keeping a close eye on them, from behind the curtain at the back room window. Several times a day he has come to check on them, to see what they are doing and how much they are advancing. There are four of them. They arrive every day at […]
New York – a poem by Tom Brace ‘ Driven by necessity, man can achieve
Elevation in a confined space
And in a place of Babel reach the sky…’
Felix shoved the gun into his mouth and cocked the hammer. His mind started racing against itself, looking for some reason to eat it or not to. There was nothing – not a single thought, only numbness. The other cars shot past too quickly to notice his dilemma. The seconds ticked past – he didn't […]
