Knaves by Ben Banyard

My loves were trayed tarts
cooling on a window sill

I caught some thieves
red-handed and jam-faced

Others scarpered leaving crumbs
I kept one back just for you


Ben Banyard lives in Portishead, where he writes poetry and short fiction. His work has appeared in Popshot, Lunar Poetry, Ink Sweat & Tears, Eunoia Review, The Stare’s Nest and others. Ben edits Clear Poetry ( a blog publishing accessible writing by newcomers and old hands alike.

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