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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
Suedehead, pulp horror writer, and man about town; the UK poetry scene would be a duller place without Tim Wells. In No Weakeners, he harks back to the streets that made him–captured in snapshots of his teenage love life–with trademark chutzpah and dry wit.
We stop at pubs, gigs, behind the bins, in cemeteries and sticky-floored cinemas, to honour a shimmer of fierce and formidable young women. Hard drinking and hard fighting, they are nobody’s fools. Spitting defiance: ‘a million girls are born, they do not cry but kick.
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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
Suedehead, pulp horror writer, and man about town; the UK poetry scene would be a duller place without Tim Wells. In No Weakeners, he harks back to the streets that made him–captured in snapshots of his teenage love life–with trademark chutzpah and dry wit.
We stop at pubs, gigs, behind the bins, in cemeteries and sticky-floored cinemas, to honour a shimmer of fierce and formidable young women. Hard drinking and hard fighting, they are nobody’s fools. Spitting defiance: ‘a million girls are born, they do not cry but kick.