Face it

A boy scratches his name on a staircase as the decades sweep him over him. Young people run from childhood to claim a city that may destroy them, while in the aftermath of a terrible event even our own minds desert us. These are poems of disconnection, from ourselves and from a world that has come unmoored. They ask hard questions about our complicity in creating that world. But they are poems too about what may be found and honoured in that unforgiving space. The city with its 'centuries o...