Converge Creative Writing


Philip Gilbert

Queen Street

by Gareth Tildesley, Becky McGrory and Philip Gilbert

I was knackered. Working four closes in the pub had done me in. I kept getting on at Trev to help out a bit more, but he’s a lazy bugger; always chatting with the barmaids, rather than changing the barrels. Typical bloke. I’m sick of him, to be honest. Continue reading “Queen Street”



by Philip Gilbert

My brain is strained by
bills to pay
always another one
in the way. Continue reading “Money”

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