Rocksong Paul Perry they said their skirts were

they said their skirts were filled with stones

peeping out cautiously to see what it was

Discover the surprising lives and lines of writers neglected amongst the moss-covered monuments of Nunhead Cemetery: from the 'Laureate of the Babies' to a New Zealander soldier-poet to those who chronicled London at the height of her industrial powers

“There is nobody quite like Almond writing in adults’ or children’s fiction today

high-brown Nanette Hinckson

Rocksong Paul Perry they said their skirts wereRocksong is a shamelessly baroque ride through the all nadirs and summits of the contemporary queer. It's a decadent book, where decadence isn't a cipher for self indulgence, but a fierce and fugitive resistance. As Audre Lorde writes 'We survived and survival breeds desire for more self'. Or, in the glowing neon precincts of Rocksong, more selves, plural. These poems flirt and confront in turns, they seduce and attack, they are tender and grotesque.