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 Natalie Shaw
How to tell your son he has no friends You will get the first bit wrong: he won’t be able to meet your eye. In the dark, you can hold his hand and stroke his hair. Forget the things you said this morning. Forget the things you said this morning. Take him to the pool … Continue reading Two poems by Natalie Shaw