I am often asked about Cora’s sister But am at a loss to give an answer As I have never met Elena And will not do so until November Photographs tell me that she is like her sister Although is nearer to Josie in height I look forward to meeting her Cora has told me…

Josie and I are identical twins With Josie being older than me By a few minutes Although we are identical Certain things separate us Obviously I am very masculine A hairy but intelligent primate Whereas Josie although boyish Is feminine and smooth I am taller than Josie Who is rather tall for a girl We…

I found a number of derelict chalets With each window boarded up An all weather football pitch Was rotting and covered in coastal debris A short distance away I found a new build Triangular shaped chalets wooden chic A girl in a red bikini walked towards the beach She appeared to be the only paying…

This little village has been swallowed up By hordes of rather vulgar visitors All memories of its artistic past Have been all but swept away A decay has set it but a kind decay I did not resent the masses And vowed to return When the air was cooler And write poetry On the sea…

Yesterday I left my senses behind And decided to walk From New Romney to Dymchurch A distance of about five miles The temperature of this scalding day Was between eighty-five and ninety Yet was subtly cooled by a kind sea breeze I was in a heaven that I did not understand A wilderness a wasteland…

Today I thought of the many cricket matches That have been played in the County of Berkshire

Joe Yes Do you notice something different about me That you are much better now No silly something physical No I have grown a landing strip Do we need an airport in Richmond Why a landing strip Josie Is it a new fashion Cora and I are going to have identical landing strips Why Why…

It is so fucking hot today I am exploring Berlin Josie and Cora Stayed up late watching Room in Rome A movie that I admire They were still in bed When I left the hotel room About an hour ago And have promised To meet me at Checkpoint Charlie When the big hand touches twelve…

I recently found a photograph Of a beached fishing boat In Saint-Trojan-les-Bains I have no interest in fishing As I consider it cruel But have purchased The weathered boat So that I may summer there

I have set my latest novel in New York It is set in the subterranean world of high fashion Ellie White is a simple country girl Who arrives in the great city Only to find that she is indeed a vampire to be continued