Author: Stephanie Heyes

Poem: Lucky Sod

Just cos I ain’t settled for a life of hustling,bustling on the scrounge -‘I’m a lucky sod.’Felt the skin of a four-leaf clover,or the itch ….

Poem: Solitary

I HAVE A BETTER TIME ALONE.ALONE I HAVE A BETTER TIME.BETTER TIME ALONE.I HAVE ALONE BETTER TIME.TIME ALONE BETTER I HAVE.I HAVE BETTER ALONE TIME.BETTER ….

Poem: Aware

Damp smells of evergreen, the little girl with the red hat, “Elvis isn’t dead!” boldly printed, on that gentleman’s top with the running shorts, while ….