POEM Jane Houston

NWR Issue 113


This shit place is forgotten to everyone,
even us people here, nudging each other
in poke-holes, the women laughing loudly
until the men swear.

In this once-proud-now-shit
place no-one speaks a real language and people
live in dog years, girls popping out kids,
kids dripping off us all our lives.

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Jane Houston is originally from Cardiff and now lives near Swansea. She has completed a Literature Wales mentoring course and has published poetry in magazines including Ambit and The Rialto. She works with children and young people.


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