Glen Wilson

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Glen Wilson

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Faux leather booklets

bundled together with the soft stretch

of an elastic band.

Kept in the grey filing cabinet,

alphanumeric code surrounded by chevrons. 

Broken spines, empty pages

untravelled, serious faces under  laminate.

A person cropped,

abbreviated tales in lingua franca 

and the native tongue  mute.

  - I’ve got friends in low places croons out of the radio,

 crackling as the signal swings this far out.

A loose St Christopher medal

once well rubbed

sits atop the royal purple bodies.

As we are shuffled from work to rest,

Tomasz, Jakub and I mould to each other

in corrugated buildings.

New forms are filed when others expire.

Juda slipped from the pack, later found

wound in his own binding,

finally known but too late to be fully known,

his silence a scream

to our muffled shouts and cries.

Glen Wilson

Glen Wilson lives in Portadown, Co Armagh with his wife Rhonda and children Sian and Cain. He has been published in Iota, A New Ulster and The Interpreters House.In 2014 he won the Poetry Space competition and was shortlisted for the Wasafiri New Writing Prize.  He is currently working on his first collection of poetry.