for Phoebe Boswell The heart is circled by sorrows and bitter devotion – Derek Walcott Southbank’s Security guards wake anyone sleeping as if they don’t want us to miss who we might bump into like how I bumped into Phoebe today, sat at the tall window, drawing a man called Anwaar. I pull an extra chair … Continue reading ‘Scratched Light’ by Raymond Antrobus
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‘His Heart’ by Raymond Antrobus
His Heart turned against him in a chicken shop. He said my heart is falling out as he slipped into dreams of his mother in Jamaica. He came through in hospital, longing for the woman, dead twenty years. His son visits and they spend half an hour holding hands. There is a needle in his … Continue reading ‘His Heart’ by Raymond Antrobus
‘Status’ by Raymond Antrobus
Status When you find out your dad had a heart attack, you wonder if you should update your Facebook. You wonder if one parent less should be your status. Maybe you change your profile picture, upload one of you in your dad’s arms as a white cotton baby, where his face is a bright … Continue reading ‘Status’ by Raymond Antrobus
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