A morbid little funeral planner
Did you ever do something good as a child only to be told stuff like “you’ll get your reward in Heaven”? No thanks, especially if a nun is on reward duty; it will be slim pickings for the protestants … Read More
Did you ever do something good as a child only to be told stuff like “you’ll get your reward in Heaven”? No thanks, especially if a nun is on reward duty; it will be slim pickings for the protestants … Read More
NICK’S GIFT Review by Paul Green Becky Nuttall’s first collection is a delight to read. The poems range from vivid but unsentimental epiphanies of a sixties childhood to powerful evocations of a seventies adolescence in all its … Read More
He liked boys, he kissed me anyway. I had the taste of two lipsticks in my mouth, his named peachy pink and mine fuchsia gloss. Baby blue, shimmer cream, I blushed. Willingly I would’ve shed my clothes for him … Read More
Writer’s block He starts at five o clock, a soaking wet rosy fingered dawn has touched the sky and he is reading old letters to dead friends, memories to expand and fill his book of lists called BLOCKS. … Read More