Ian Badcoe Poetry

Reflections in the kitchen sink I fail to grip the knife with any sort of skill so it is left stuck out, awkward, from the fist of ill-assor...

This may be the newest poem I have ever posted, I was editing it as recently as August 7th...  although, as is common for me, it had its o...

Is this about feminism?  I don't know. I don't like to be political.  It comes from having been brought up in science fiction an...

I forget whence this poem originated. I have a half memory that somebody may have raised a challenge but whether it was to write in the...