Lewis Kenny

I went to The Monday Echo’s second comeback show on the 9th June at MVP and I nearly cried because there was a familiar cosiness that radiated from the packed room. I had missed it. There were these beautiful, lullaby-like tunes played by…

Monday 15th February I wrote poems for all the people who have not made me want to kill them. The muses of my past. The poems were wet, soggy and flaccid. I wrote them anyway, as if to burp up the last of the poetry in me. Tuesday 16th…