I live in Scunthorpe, quite a deprived little town, and the town centre is almost derelict as there are so many empty shops! I wrote this poem after a walk around town yesterday. Most video content is my own.
A little video I’ve made of my Spoken word poetry…
My new book, Hitting Hard, is a collection of raw, gritty poetry, written for spoken word, that depicts the realities of my working class world. From Britain’s Breadline Kids, to Skinny Culture, this collection comes from a Northern girl’s poetic heart. But it here: http://mybook.to/hittinghard
On Feb 7th I am really excited that I will be part of a spoken word poetry gig with the amazing Salford poet JB Barrington and the awesome Hull poet Jim Higo. It promises to be a funny and poignant night with some brilliant, gritty, real life poetry. It’s at Cafe Indiependent, Scunthorpe on FebruaryContinue reading “Great Poetry Gig coming up in Scunthorpe…”
Our little town is turning into a ghost town! Warning, swearing. Prime Shop to Let Prime shop to let As I walk through this ghost town centre Prime shop to let Prime shop to let. Arrogant As though they have the monopoly Over the other shops Who were once prime Once to let Now bucklingContinue reading “Prime Shop to Let”