My heart goes out to these women who sell their bodies for whatever reason, be it for food, rent, drugs, drink. I used to live in the middle of town and would often encounter them. One of my neighbours was a prostitute. This poem was inspired the women and also a character in ‘I, DanielContinue reading “Debbie”

Anatomy of a Whore

Anatomy of a Whore I am married to the vicious night To the ceaseless ebb and flow Of wanton lust Disguised as need. Men come, men go Men shamelessly use And sometimes heavy handedly abuse This street-savvy woman Vulnerable Predator target A please fuck me, but fuck you areshole fa├žade. The seedy punters Pick andContinue reading “Anatomy of a Whore”