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Fourth Generation Verbs

A poem about ancestry and the distances between us, inspired by Tony Walsh I never really thought about my own Irish ancestry, growing up in Manchester. You didn’t really have to. It was everywhere; from the surnames in the register … Continue reading

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Sunlight (Eston Street): A poem for Keith Bennett

For the post-war, post-1960s, post-modern, post-Tony Wilson, post-Smiths, post-everything generation, Manchester’s past is a projection, a kind of grim nostalgia, stitched together in song lyrics and cult films, stills of Coronation Street and Rita Tushingham. The early 1960s is black … Continue reading

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Sons

Sons ¬† A man made of skin and smoke on the bus beneath the viaduct, pointed out the odd black brick in the giant red bones and said each was placed for a man lost to the building of its … Continue reading

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The Dead Shift

This is a short story I¬†started ages ago and never got round to finishing until now, based on a real conversation I had with a regular in the pub I worked at in North Manchester whilst at uni. It’s clumsily … Continue reading

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Grace Under Pressure

When my granddad passed away earlier this year, he left an old tin with papers in: letters, photos, postcards. Amongst these papers were three old postcards; yellowing, tired, faded relics. Granddad had shown these to me when I was younger, … Continue reading

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