We can, but might not, seek answers
Spare Ribs and bad wine
Telephone
My father was put on the train
Her long black hair
If I should die, think only this of me*
He sleeps
After the books, the wine-glasses, the clothing on the floor
TACK!
All men are rapists! All women are typists!
Wheelbarrow
Ted's Letters to the Gas Woman
Kindly
On the other hand, courgettes
Through bars it looks different, but it is still the sky
ANGEL
I have considered death, but it does not hold much interest
Or an acorn
There are worse jobs than whore
GLASS
Stretch-Limo From Milton Keynes
Ian Paisley's Poem
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