I’ve been writing more poetry recently and you can see my work in recent issues of Pulsebeat, The Frogmore Papers, Broken Spine and forthcoming Dreamcatcher.
Here’s my poem Fifty Fifty:
Fifty Fifty
Why do you
Turn
Upside down
Away from me
I know I snore
It’s not
My dignity
I miss
It’s your words
Upon
My shoulder
Breathing
You know
It’s not
The flip
Of the coin
It’s the coin
Itself
The rub of
The milled edge
Between
Our fingers
Before the
Game begins
So
Come back
This
Way
We can
Lie and
Watch
The Coin
Spinning
In the air
Landing
Anywhere
Rising
Falling
Into the
Long Grass
I don’t
Turn to look
I choose
You
You choose
Who
You choose
But
As the world
Spins
Only we
Resist
The glint
Of metal
Sharp in
The shade
Until our lips
Smuggle
A sliver
A slip
Of minted
Alloy into
Delighted
Teeth
Heads
You win
Tails
Go nude