My son and his girl sit in deckchairs three metres apart. It is his seventeenth Birthday She left four gifts A cool white t-shirt A blue mug for his tea A silver Chinese dragon ring. Tonight he sleeps in her Disneyland pyjamas.
Poetry, writing, life
My son and his girl sit in deckchairs three metres apart. It is his seventeenth Birthday She left four gifts A cool white t-shirt A blue mug for his tea A silver Chinese dragon ring. Tonight he sleeps in her Disneyland pyjamas.
Poet, writer, artist. Writing and performing in England, publishing anywhere. Member of Hexameter performing poets. Workshops, projects, cross-arts collaborations. View more posts