1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7 Seven tiny outfits for your infant self pegged to the line like flags in your multicoloured nation, in your infinite future of jargon speak and mind txt: and […]

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7 Seven tiny outfits for your infant self pegged to the line like flags in your multicoloured nation, in your infinite future of jargon speak and mind txt: and […]
Arc of the Meridian is a poem I wrote earlier this year. It has finally found a home at Drunk Moneys and will be published in early 2019.