The Tool of Hermes Is My Name

These poems were written during a time of isolation, poverty, homelessness and vulnerability. Having almost no contact with family, friends, even culturally and/or genetically similar humans I found myself often writing at times of deep connection with other humans or severe loneliness. This was of course mainly due to female influence. 5 years later and with my head finally coming above water from it all I decided to start putting the collection together. During this time, London, the place where I resided had just joined the European Union, with my current situation and the influx of people coming in, the life has been more than interesting. Criminal underworlds, the odd, the bizarre and the completely awe inspiring people that trawl at the bottom can never be articulated.