You hear her first



Her head pecks as she screams threats,
Better shrink away unless you want to die,
Her pretty face contorts into an ugly sneer,
That’s how she gets things done,
How everyone she knows gets things done,
The law is an inconvenience,
There to protect the cowards,
Like her neighbours,
And the social workers,
Granddad used to hit Nan,
Mum fell into a bottle of vodka and didn’t come out,
And Dad fucked off one day,
Just like her manners.

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I have previously been published in the following UK and international magazines: Rollingstone, Revolver, Loaded, Kerrang!, Metal Hammer, The Metro newspaper, Got a question answered in Dr Ozzy book, a regular in the profanisaurus pages of Viz and his poetry has also been read on the radio.