Tristan Hazell lives and works in the shadow of the Westway on Portobello Road. What follows is a collection of observations, reviews, social comment, fiction, poetry, art criticism and more. Much of it is fiction and some of it will offend someone somewhere, I hope.
Tuesday, December 31, 2013
Seeing out the old.
Haunted by the ghosts of children
as they pre-decease
taunted by returning conscience
ageing ain't a piece of cake.