by phillipw | Jun 3, 2019 | ST
From Moloch’s Lectionary Awakening in the middle of the night I find a message on my phone from you, An email forwarded, an email blight. It says that Matthew, flesh and bone from you, Was not worth making, that the life of him, Your semen and the DNA which made...
by phillipw | Jun 2, 2019 | NI
Poor Little Rich Kids at the British Nigerian Academy I found a little emptied pouch of sweet Milk powder on my classroom floor today. At first this puzzled me. Did someone cheat By drinking coffee and, worse, get away With this transgression during English class? But...
by phillipw | Jun 2, 2019 | ME
A Consternation of Forgetfulness Our memories are only mirrors backed With ruined silver, tarnished souvenirs Remembered by each other. What they’ve lacked In authenticity they’ve mixed with tears Or brightness so that seeming to forget We cleverly do conjuring with...