DOUGLAS FIELD relishes the hard-boiled language, satire and humour of the third and last of the Harlem trilogy
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Two poems by Dominic Hale
Well Versed is edited by Jody Porter
STEPHANIE BROWN draws attention to the hidden labour of the female embroiderers, and how a 19th century replica made no such error
MIK SABIERS revels in a band that ploughs an idiosyncratic furrow of expletive laden, guitar-driven alt rock
ANDY HEDGECOCK, MARIA DUARTE and ANGUS REID review Synthetic Sincerity, Our Hero, Balthazar, Heartstopper Forever, and A Year In London
The bard invites readers to a gig, raps for Clacton, and lays out the Burnham-Hurzeler conundrum
RON JACOBS recommends an important book that enhances the oppositional theories put forth by Fanon and, in doing so, remakes psychology itself
Management Song
hang pig’s skull over conned
roads, polity of glass. what’s waste,
what’s work, the treatment plant’s
septage. I’m implicated in the tip, heap
of dusked cities: landfill: screen bicker:
snoozed lyric. my little viral song.
if I eat in coffee outlets. nervous ads,
earth-sick, potential in burnt tenements; we
working seethe eachself. safe planes
browsing bluescreen. elect to blue-sky
think: division
fault, non-maskable
interrupt. hoaxed
speech, our.
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