A man called Man
You never met Man Murphy, and you probably never will. Man was an airport worker in Lagos, Nigeria, in the 1980s. Lagos was a treacherous place back then—cages filled with…
You never met Man Murphy, and you probably never will. Man was an airport worker in Lagos, Nigeria, in the 1980s. Lagos was a treacherous place back then—cages filled with…
Jeffrey took Jane’s hand and headed for the gate. He was now certain that someone, somewhere in the shadowy winter’s night, had spotted his broken-down 4×4 at the side of…
Long ago when men were men and women did what they were told, nations went to war. Indeed nations went to war for eons, but this time the nation that…
I had my first cigarette At the age of twelve In the summer of 67 I felt sick and unwell And said to my mother This could be the last…
In the waning light, with warm colours painting the horizon, bidding farewell to the day, I remember the first time I crossed that bridge. Suitcase on my lap, gazing out…
We have all become followers Click bait, sheep Giving more and more of our Protective wool To keep the rich man warm But the dog(e)s keep separating us Setting us…
It starts as just a tremor A little nagging itch A feeling of slight irritation From which we cannot switch And then the mind engages Into full-on Sherlock Holmes No…
Poets are losers, but not in derogatory sense Only through great loss, do our words first come to light Hearts torn apart with personal grief or burning rage We pour…
How fake the fame The glittering starlit lot Faux dalliances, curating the custom match So far detached from the ‘have nots” Friendships flail on the winners trail Succumb to buyer’s…
There’s a hollow space inside An emptiness I cannot fill Tossing and turning in the night An ache for which no pill Can salve, or stave away This longing sense…