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Archives: Gary Smillie

Grown Up

by Gary Smillie

He’s late in,
But no one’s up waiting.
He lives alone now
So being late in
Loses meaning.

(Continued)

Nails, The Old Man’s House, North, Necropolis and Eat Something

by Gary Smillie

Five poems from the pen of the not at all morose Scouser.