“The creature
that does nothing
will get dafter!
And dafter!
And dafter!”
A man alone
keeps screaming
as he walks towards
Leicester Square
where at 8 am
barely a soul is stirring
where no creature
will hear him.

Selected byJordan Trethewey
Image credit:Andrew Gook

Mark Anthony Pearce lives and works as a Receptionist in Bristol, South West England. He is an author of two books of Poetry, ‘Perforated By Sirens’ (With Danny D. Ford) (December 2020, Analog Submission Press) & ‘Wheelchair Tony’ (March 2021, Between Shadows Press). His poetry has been published in University of Essex Poetry Journal, BS Poetry Magazine and online, Inefável, Coronaverses, Winamop, Horror Sleaze Trash, Duane’s PoeTree, Piker Press, Albany Poets, Ten Million Flies, Open Arts Forum, Cacti Fur, Cephalo Press & Punk Noir Magazine. Mark’s writing has also featured in ‘Anne Bean: Self Etc’ (Autumn 2018, Live Art Development Agency and Intellect Books, ) & ‘haikus, nearkus, fauxkus, fuckyous’ (July 2021, Between Shadows Press)