My time at Edge Hill was an enjoyable time, in which I was
able to learn and apply the techniques of a variety of writers. The MA,
particularly, allowed me to craft my work and, alongside the theoretical side of my studies, guided me into finding my
‘voice’ as a writer. Had it not been for the MA, I would not be a published
poet today.
That night at the speakeasy
The
last word I can remember
is
willow,
as
we pass beer through
our
lips and into, onto
the
chamber of our tongues.
Heat
is bearable as
two
people
I
have never
and
will never
meet
wrestle – no, battle for my
affection.
And,
I brought them here.
