Watching the smoke that spills from the compound windows
Darken to a sightless black, and billow up like a swelling belly
One can almost hear the held-breath of onlookers,
My poems “Siege”, “Glass Eye” and “Dogs Die In Hot Cars” appear in the online Broadsheets supplement to Agenda. They can be read online in Broadsheet #18 at www.agendapoetry.co.uk.