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I don’t often write poetry but a theme about chav violence wouldn’t leave me alone and eventually this is what emerged: OneGratia gratum faciens…Thomas’ words echo around Æthelberht’s seat,lost exhortations to the ebb and flow on thecobbled bridge where frightened witches once wept.Hollow bodies gabble past the old wet stool,selfish, replete with base desires, fullContinue reading ““Smoke Above the Village””