The Imaginarium

The beings that inhabit these shambolic corridors, shying away from the rare flickers of light and inspiration, are in no way garanteed to be fit for sight, consumption, or entertainment value in any form.

But they need to stretch their tentacles every now and then. So, in the sub-pages you will find poems and extracts of writing that may take your fancy, or may leave you feeling more nonplussed than a subtraction. In any case, keep a tight hold, because these creatures are like to tug the fancies right out of unsuspecting hands, squirelling them away to feast upon in their shadowy lairs…

• Poetry

• Prose