Tag Archives: Valleys

Her Fur is Punk Wet

There’s ram shit on the patio. The trailer parked at the top of the drive is pressed between the two stone posts. The farmer has set up gates and the trailer’s ramp is ready to snap, its tongue that tastes … Continue reading

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Summer Ynyshir

Black and brown mongrel to heel on a cracked leather lead crossing fur damp footbridge in drizzle sunshine the valley’s shoulders hunched around the bus stop lush green laps at terraced backdoors pigeons sweep circles through a scarf of clouds … Continue reading

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Ynyshir

I live here. Once cluster in a sausage string of villages and industrial estates. Feed in coal dust. Washed by impromptu streams. Banded by iron oxide bracken. The weave of back alleys. Sewn together by  the river. Iron and concrete. … Continue reading

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