I love service stations. The transience and transient. At 3am they're a melting pot for curious characters.
Poems | Travel | 2023Mount Fuji is beautiful ... from a distance. Unfortunately the etiquette laden Tomoe-kan rest huts had chucked rivers of trash from their back doors.
Poems | Travel, Existence | 2023This was the first piece I wrote for the Book of Journeys. The stark contrast of my fellow bus travellers clutching their M&S shopping and sneering, albeit with a sympathetic tone, at the woman outside begging being the inspiration for what followed.
Poems | Existence | 2023Dear Democracy It's not you, it's me Minority, majority Half of you will hate me And I must hate half of you. Even if half your ideas are sane and...
Poems | Politics | 2025The late bus out of Henley is often filled with the exhausted manual workers that keep the show rolling. They sing, swap stories and beers.
Poems | Existence | 2024Sometimes I would write the words I needed to read. This one fell out as a potential video script. I thought better of it and left it as written / spoken word.
Poems, Spoken Word | Existence | 2024