Darling, Would You Please Pick Up Those Books?
The Guardian

The Adulteress’ and ‘The H Man
The New Statesman

I am signing none of the emails with an x
The New Statesman

The House with only an attic and a basement

The X Man

Singles Cruise

Break-up letter and other poems
3am magazine

The Witch and MacDuff Exit My Neighbor’s House

Lord Forgive Me

Will You Be My Friend, Kate Moss
And Other Poems

Poem in which I reside in a female prison
with two male guards and no allies

My sentence was to end in May, but the law changed, and although no one can satisfactorily explain how this amendment applies to me, I am admittedly deaf to cultural nuance, insisting (as though anyone cares) I’d have been released if I were jailed in my home country where my crime is de rigueur and where, too, my guards would almost certainly not be men, one of whom fucks me which is fine because I am that needy, whereas the other wants no sex but gives presents I can’t use like ponchos saying Beati Possidentes. When new prisoners join they cursorily look my way then ignore me as though my ageing reminds them of what they’ll be after 10 years of dichotomous treatment. They don’t ask my advice which is just as well because I know nothing and suffer from a brain fog that is either anxiety or else I am being poisoned: maybe by the gifts from the second prison guard or maybe the semen from the first, or maybe – as is the predominant explanation – I am administering it myself.
(Poems in Which)


It was discovered that
gut bacteria were responsible

It was discovered that gut bacteria were responsible
for human dreams. Each bacterium was entitled to pay
a fee in the form of mitochondrial energy to purchase
a ‘dream token’ to be dropped into a Potential Well. These
‘tokens’ were converted to synaptic prompts and transported
to the human brain in no particular order. So a ‘token’ for a
‘baseball dream’ deposited in the well when the human host
was aged 8 might only be used by the brain when the host
was 44, and this dream that might have been pleasant for an
8-year-old could instead emerge as a nightmare for a woman
on the brink of menopause who might worry about her
appearance in a baseball uniform, or who no longer recalled
how to hold a baseball glove and catch a ball in the field.