2023

Arrival

I don't remember the brothers' names, but I do remember their eagerness for me to try their national drink. I thought I would die for a moment, just before being reborn.

Poems | Drinking, Living | 2023

Bioluminescence

Off a beach in Boracay by moonlight is magical.

Poems | Existence, Travel | 2023

Boatman

The first trip I took as an independent adult, I was still very British.

Poems | Travel | 2023

Carry

It's a good way to ruin a holiday, worrying about this.

Lunes | Travel | 2023

Coin

Father gives money to the homeless he sees, mayhap it’s me

Lunes | Parenting | 2023

Deal

I'm done telling myself it's the last chance.

Poems | Existence | 2023

Drum

I was never that guy. Small talk isn't my favourite, but small talk about car performance almost made me want to take up cycling.

Poems | Travel | 2023

GPS

Part of me misses the old days of trying to write directions involving landmarks.

Lunes | Travel | 2023

Hinckley

With all respect to the good people of this place, I didn't feel it was the last place on earth I needed to explore.

Poems | Travel | 2023

Hole

The thing you leave behind shapes the thing you take with you.

Poems | Relationships | 2023
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