Alisha Brown



A second-hand lamp is the very thing that will save me

it’s pissing down rain hot fat globules and a woman not young not old her hair in a scarf she stares while I haul this giant pink lamp off the train my mid-century monolith bought for seventy bucks from a …

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El Gatito

A little cat lazes along a bench He occupies everything The sun, the pooling heat The motorbike man with a cigarette clamped between his teeth The up and up and up one-way wayward streets When he rolls, his little cotton …

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