I Think The Dangers Are Different Now.

My Prose Is Turgid, It Just Hasn't Got Any Energy

Having A Child Takes You Back To All Those Parts Of Your Own Childhood That You Had Hidden Away.

For Me, Poetry Is The Music Of Being Human. And Also A Time Machine By Which We Can Travel To Who We Are And To Who We Will Become.

Better Off Dead Than Giving In; Not Taking What You Want.

You Have Me Like A Drawing, Erased, Coloured In, Untitled, Signed By Your Tongue.