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Dasein

December 22, 2020 by andrew

This poem is part of the SPOONFEED takeover of New Writing, curated by Kat Payne Ware and Sean Wai Keung. You can read the issue in full at spoonfeedmag.com/spoonfeed-x-new-writing   Yes, I’m aware of the ketchup stain on my jumper It’s there so that I don’t have to tell you I’m struggling The whole point […]

An Ode to Uncle Roger

December 22, 2020 by andrew

This poem is part of the SPOONFEED takeover of New Writing, curated by Kat Payne Ware and Sean Wai Keung. You can read the issue in full at spoonfeedmag.com/spoonfeed-x-new-writing   There are two types of people: those who can cook egg fried rice   and those who can only try. Here is the cultural barrier: […]

BBQ

December 22, 2020 by andrew

This poem is part of the SPOONFEED takeover of New Writing, curated by Kat Payne Ware and Sean Wai Keung. You can read the issue in full at spoonfeedmag.com/spoonfeed-x-new-writing   Two men are having a barbecue and it is so boring     I can hear a potato salad being explained from two garden- widths away and […]

30/4/20

December 15, 2020 by andrew

This poem is part of the SPOONFEED takeover of New Writing, curated by Kat Payne Ware and Sean Wai Keung. You can read the issue in full at spoonfeedmag.com/spoonfeed-x-new-writing   I made a chestnut man: A round belly, inedible pulp To pat. Skinny legs made of matches. They rot on frosty nights before 1st November. […]

Flickering candies

December 15, 2020 by andrew

This poem is part of the SPOONFEED takeover of New Writing, curated by Kat Payne Ware and Sean Wai Keung. You can read the issue in full at spoonfeedmag.com/spoonfeed-x-new-writing   I made a chestnut man: A round belly, inedible pulp To pat. Skinny legs made of matches. They rot on frosty nights before 1st November. […]

eating bread systems I

December 15, 2020 by andrew

This poem is part of the SPOONFEED takeover of New Writing, curated by Kat Payne Ware and Sean Wai Keung. You can read the issue in full at spoonfeedmag.com/spoonfeed-x-new-writing   …………..back in the village …………..la casa was always filled with people …………..wherever you went there was someone next to you her sisters, her brothers, her […]

Swallow Twice

December 8, 2020 by andrew

This poem is part of the SPOONFEED takeover of New Writing, curated by Kat Payne Ware and Sean Wai Keung. You can read the issue in full at spoonfeedmag.com/spoonfeed-x-new-writing   Given the smallest prompt / Father will describe how I skulked just beyond the lamplight’s reach   watching the ring of men / ripe with […]

Gastro, mon amie

December 8, 2020 by andrew

This poem is part of the SPOONFEED takeover of New Writing, curated by Kat Payne Ware and Sean Wai Keung. You can read the issue in full at spoonfeedmag.com/spoonfeed-x-new-writing   Banana, abandon your discretion …………softly now, pulpify …………we’re waiting to be shamed   Mango, golden noisy oval you …………be what you are …………lamp, heavy as […]

They were majestic

December 8, 2020 by andrew

This poem is part of the SPOONFEED takeover of New Writing, curated by Kat Payne Ware and Sean Wai Keung. You can read the issue in full at spoonfeedmag.com/spoonfeed-x-new-writing   placed on the pewter dish to ripen, the neat folds of the linen tablecloth, a pair of steel knives laid out. All of that week […]

Ghost feast

December 2, 2020 by andrew

This poem is part of the SPOONFEED takeover of New Writing, curated by Kat Payne Ware and Sean Wai Keung. You can read the issue in full at spoonfeedmag.com/spoonfeed-x-new-writing   The dead ate their ghost steaks at the trestle, elbows threshing, serrated ghost knives asqueal on the china. Boy were they hungry. Their bowels whimpered […]

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