Eleven days I was on Wikipedia looking for something and I found eleven missing days, imagine. I spent a couple as a man in his early thirties. I had a convertible, I wore sunglasses. I parked wherever I wanted. I had fun like people in adverts have fun, Lynx for example. Then I went back … Continue reading ‘Eleven days’ by Natalie Shaw
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Two poems by Rebecca Gethin
Renny - 1961 Even then, I knew my performance as a primrose wouldn’t impress. But as soon as the bell clanged we played wild animals. We’d be at it on the floor, some crawling on all fours, others writhing, all of us snarling or growling. I guessed he’d notice my sabre-tooth-tiger impression: I knew how … Continue reading Two poems by Rebecca Gethin
