Christmas Miracle

Part 7 of the Miserable Bastards series Mikey is returning like a conquering hero, arms high singing the Rocky theme tune.This is lost on Bam, she’s never seen it. “Alright smart arse,” she says. Frank is serving up another whisky. Suddenly there is movement at the end of the bar.Pat stands up.Wobbles.Wobbles.And down he goes.StraightContinue reading “Christmas Miracle”

Mikey and Pammy Polis

Part 6 of the Miserable Bastards Series Mikey’s back, somehow looking worse than when he left. “What the fuck happened to you?” He’s bleeding from his lip and rubbing his eye. He looks like he’s been under police questioning for an hour. “The polis found my hedgehog, called me a clatty bastard. I told herContinue reading “Mikey and Pammy Polis”

Bam : Part 5 of the Miserable Bastards Series

“Careful, there’s maybe life in this place yet.” I check the clock on my old phone; you can still make out the time despite the crack on the screen. 11:58. Near noon. Bam time. “Another drink, please, pal,” I motion to Frank. He brings me one over, and I slide him a couple of coins.Continue reading “Bam : Part 5 of the Miserable Bastards Series”

Some Kind of Salvation

I don’t drink.I think about drinking some times.I think about disappearing into the city,Into the night.Into a rock and roll song.The music.The crowd.The passion.Sparks.I’ve been lost.I’ve been a fool.But the music,Is me.AndI am the music.Like a map,Back to myself.A pawn shop guitar man,But a guitar man none the less.Turn up the guitar.Make it loud.ConnectionsLit up.Me.You.Everybody.Together.SometimesContinue reading “Some Kind of Salvation”