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Alan Parry He/Him @alanparrywriter.co.uk · 28/08/2026

Already in development... The follow-up to The Poetry of Cultural Debris is taking shape. BAD TASTE A Poetry Workshop in Misbehaving Precisely What happens to poetry when we stop trying to demonstrate good taste? Good taste can make bad poems. Booking opens soon.

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Alan Parry He/Him @alanparrywriter.co.uk · 13/08/2026

Please, just read poetry because you love it. Read slowly, reread, abandon a book halfway through, return to it six months later… whatever. Not every human pleasure needs turning into an obvious promotional campaign that everyone dutifully jumps aboard until reading becomes another public display.

A clearly tongue-in-cheek meme satirising performative poetry reading challenges. Beside an enormous stack of attractively arranged books, a ring light and camera phone are ready to photograph them. Text reads: “Remember, guys… Photograph the stack. Count the books. Post the hashtag. Reading them is a lovely optional extra 😌💅.” The exaggerated setup and playful emojis make the joke’s sarcastic intent clear.

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Alan Parry He/Him @alanparrywriter.co.uk · 28/07/2026

Wedding & graduation outta the way, now I can spend the rest of my summer as a blonde, without disappointing the family!

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Alan Parry He/Him @alanparrywriter.co.uk · 23/07/2026

Me and Mrs P are all dressed up (as formal as I get) for my lil bro's (the absolute fucking hero he is) wedding!

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Alan Parry He/Him @alanparrywriter.co.uk · 15/07/2026

My earring collection has officially outgrown random drawers. New home: one tiny shipping container. I regret nothing.

A small yellow metal shipping container with the word "KING" printed in large black letters across the side sits on a soft mustard-yellow blanket. Along one edge are smaller printed words reading "Mediterranean Shipping Co." The background is softly blurred, featuring colourful floral wallpaper with birds, butterflies, and tropical leaves, creating a warm contrast between the industrial-style storage box and the vibrant décor.

A collection of alternative earrings arranged in a neat grid on a dark background. The selection includes black-and-white checkerboard studs, plain black circular studs, black hand gesture studs, silver skull studs, novelty screw-shaped studs, small silver disc studs, dangling scissor earrings in silver, Andy Warhol-inspired tomato soup can and banana studs, yellow, orange and pink lightning bolt earrings, Alien face huggers, and polished silver mirror balls. The collection combines punk, pop culture, industrial, and playful design influences in a cohesive alternative style.

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Alan Parry He/Him @alanparrywriter.co.uk · 10/07/2026

For #FragmentsFriday host @matthewmcsmith.bsky.social of @blackboughpoetry.bsky.social A warning scratched into the tiled walls of the subconscious. A fragment about desire, denial, & the burdens we bury until they begin to bury us.

A black background image displaying a fragmentary poem in white text. The title at the top reads “Toilet Wall Warning”. Below, the poem appears in four separated sections:

“protect yoursel’
from yens”

“do not tempt
wit’ promises”

“repress until it kills”

“there are possess—
ions to jaw”

The typography is large, minimalist, and left-aligned, with deliberate line breaks and a dash splitting the word “possessions.”

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Alan Parry He/Him @alanparrywriter.co.uk · 15/03/2026

Yesterday I covered a Harry Potter inspired tattoo, because... Rowling! In its place something that celebrates a mate who took his own life in 2005.

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Alan Parry He/Him @alanparrywriter.co.uk · 02/01/2026

Family day out at the tattooist’s 🖤 Three of us. One studio. No overthinking, rather meaning made permanent. At Amethyst Ink, tattooed by Z. Clean lines. Solid trust. No bullshit. Memory. Mischief. Love. Ink well spent.

Close-up of a fresh red tattoo on Mrs P showing two interlinked, hand-drawn hearts on skin. The ink is glossy and slightly raised. A tattoo artist’s purple-gloved hands are visible below, resting on protective paper marked with red and purple ink. The heart design is inspired by Vivienne Westwood’s heart-shaped handbag.

Close-up of my left ankle showing a matching black linework gravestone tattoo engraved with the words “IN HELL.” The gravestone appears cracked and weathered, with grass drawn at the base. My ankle sits above a black sock and a black Dr. Martens boot with yellow stitching, completing the complementary tattoo pair.

Close-up of my daughter’s left ankle resting on a black tattoo chair. A small black linework tattoo shows a gravestone engraved with the words “SEE YOU,” surrounded by simple grass lines. She is wearing leopard-print Dr. Martens boots, patterned socks, and brown corduroy trousers slightly rolled up.

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Alan Parry He/Him @alanparrywriter.co.uk · 15/12/2025

Gig review: Still Crazee After All These Years: Slade, Dave Hill, and the Politics of Joy thebrokenspine.co.uk/2025/12/15/s...

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Alan Parry He/Him @alanparrywriter.co.uk · 11/12/2025

Tonight’s writing session spat this out, With a Lover (after Joan Armatrading). A poem about saying anything, doing anything, & meaning it. Dropping it here before I overthink it.

A black background displays a white serif-font poem titled “With a Lover (after Love And Affection – Joan Armatrading).”
The poem is arranged in short, staggered lines with large vertical spacing. It reads:

“we could
say
anything

do
anything

start a war
or a religion
with our hands

play with firebugs
small mercies

dress shop
in shared heat
& borrowed fabrics
with Charlie’s girls

anything

really
rock
really
roll
really
reel

i am open

to persuasion”

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Alan Parry He/Him @alanparrywriter.co.uk · 16/11/2025

Here's Louie, pre and post trim this week.

A small, fluffy white dog with long, slightly tousled fur lies on a striped carpet. The dog faces slightly to the left, wearing a small collar with a blue tag. A red lead rests on the floor near its paws.

A small white dog with light tan ears sits on a sofa, partly wrapped in a soft grey blanket. The dog wears a red bow tie. A person’s hand rests gently on the dog’s front leg.

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Alan Parry He/Him @alanparrywriter.co.uk · 15/11/2025

Mrs P and I last night ahead of an impromptu Friday night out.

A black-and-white portrait of two adults against a dark background. On the left is a person with short, wavy hair, glasses, and a moustache, smiling softly. On the right is a person with shoulder-length hair, wearing subtle makeup and a necklace, looking calmly toward the camera. Both are dressed in dark clothing, and the lighting highlights their faces against the black backdrop.

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Alan Parry He/Him @alanparrywriter.co.uk · 14/11/2025

This is the full text of #IWant — a poem from my WIP #FuckMeLikeGraffiti, which dives headfirst into the sexual self. It’s about love, lust, and the edges of intimacy. You can hear me read it over on TikTok. #PoemsAbout #Desire #Sexuality #AltLit #SpokenWord #IndiePoet #PoetryCommunity

A poem titled I Want appears in black text on a white background. The poem reads:

I Want

you
pulling
at the edges of me

i want us
to forget our names

i want to see
videos of you
tying yourself in knots

i want
your red flowers
pinching my breath

i want
senseless talk
& you playing
goofy with me

i want
your leg against mine

i want
your hand
at the back of my neck
feeling the pulse

i want
your head
on my chest—
asleep

i want you
thinking of me
all day

A continuation of the poem I Want is shown in black text on a white background, spread across two columns. The text reads:

i want
the idiot hots
& your filthy mouth

i want you
to hand yourself over
to be filled &
overcome

i want
a comfortable silence
to fold around us
like bedsheets

i want
weekends spent
lying on each other

i want
the small things
to sit at your feet
to watch you eat

i want
to hold your waist

i want
your hair
wet & messy
in a hotel room
in tallinn

i want
you to tell me
how we oughta
spend the night

i want
to know the one thing i said
you can’t let go of

i want
the migraines
& the hard-ons

i want
the marks
you leave

i want you
naked & tired
with dark circles
around your eyes

i want you
sweaty & stressed

i want you
to wear me down
like water
on stone

slow
& smooth

i want
to drown in
your ocean-floor eyes

i want us
to become
shadows on the wall

i want you
to take fistfuls of me
to shake my teeth loose

The final lines of the poem I Want appear in black text on a white background. The text reads:

& i want
to wake up
sore

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Alan Parry He/Him @alanparrywriter.co.uk · 11/11/2025

Daughter made a batch of double chocolate cookies! Nice to come home to.

Batch of homemade double chocolate cookies

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Alan Parry He/Him @alanparrywriter.co.uk · 08/11/2025

Am still about, but lurking in the corners. Had some fresh ink done today, and it means a heck of a lot right now! #Recovery

Black and grey tattoo on the inner left wrist showing a banner wrapped around small flowers. The banner reads “STILL KICKIN’” in bold, capital letters. The design has a traditional style, symbolising resilience and survival.

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Alan Parry He/Him @alanparrywriter.co.uk · 04/11/2025

Today was a bad, bad day. I didn't think I'd get through, but I have. Just.

I’m standing on top of Miller’s Bridge, looking straight into the camera. My face shows the enormous emotional pain I’m feeling — my eyes are heavy, my mouth tight with tension. The wind tugs at my hair against the pale, overcast sky, capturing a moment of raw vulnerability.

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Alan Parry He/Him @alanparrywriter.co.uk · 02/11/2025

Cannot recall feeling this healthy physically, 7st 3lb down from Jan 2024, when I had my heart scare. I still want to lose the same again. Working hard to do it. Not easy when suffering so much with mental health at the same time. #WeightlossJourney

I stand indoors facing the camera, wearing glasses, a black long-sleeved top, black skinny jeans, and black boots. I have short dark hair and a moustache, with my hands in my pockets. The setting features striped carpet flooring, floral wallpaper on one wall, and a white door behind me. Two pet bowls are visible on the floor beside me.

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Alan Parry He/Him @alanparrywriter.co.uk · 29/10/2025

400g of frozen berries for lunch with two tbsp of maple syrup and some mixed spice. I'm such a child.

A white bowl filled with a hot, dark red fruit mixture—some berries—sits on a soft orange fabric surface. Steam rises from the bowl, and a spoon rests inside. Nearby are some papers and part of an electronic device, with a small yellow notepad visible in the background.

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Alan Parry He/Him @alanparrywriter.co.uk · 19/10/2025

Spoke to Mrs P about my male crushes, she double dared me to shave my tash like Mike Wozniak. I resisted at first… but here we are — otherwise clean-shaven for the first time since 2004. All his fault, really. Here’s my male celeb crush collage too: Wozniak, Vince Vaughn, & George Clarke.

A man wearing a dark corduroy cap, glasses, and a blue shirt, facing the camera against a dark background. He has a neat moustache, but no beard, appearing freshly clean-shaven. The lighting is warm and soft, highlighting his face and expression.

A black-and-white collage featuring three men. Top left: George Clarke smiling gently. Top right: Vince Vaughn looking upward, lit dramatically. Bottom: Mike Wozniak with his signature thick moustache looking broody. Together, they form a three-part portrait of the user’s male celebrity crushes.

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Alan Parry He/Him @alanparrywriter.co.uk · 18/10/2025

This poem is from a WIP called #FuckMeLikeGraffiti. It’s called Softcore Mirrors (after The Honeymoon — Juno Calypso). Poem & self-portrait that sparked it below. I've written extensively on my gender, now I'm focusing on my sexual self. I'm expecting a dwindling readership at this stage 😂

Text of the poem reads:

Softcore Mirrors
(after The Honeymoon — Juno Calypso)

steam
& grout—
lomo pink skin

pushed
against
aubergine tiles

eyeliner flakes
riding suds
like moths

flashbulb faith
& flesh
collapsed

A woman with voluminous red hair sits nude in a heart-shaped pink bathtub, her back to the camera. The tub is filled with white bubbles, and she’s surrounded by mirrors reflecting her image again and again—each reflection slightly different, creating a sense of repetition and self-surveillance. The bathroom is pastel pink with soft, artificial lighting, evoking a retro, dreamlike atmosphere.

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Alan Parry He/Him @alanparrywriter.co.uk · 14/10/2025

Working across four concurrent poetry collections right now: Roots & Wings — a personal exploration oh Man — on masculinity unzipped // undone — ekphrastic pieces in response to photography Fuck Me Like Graffiti — an exploration of the sexual self Thicc is from FMLG

Black background with white serif text. The poem is titled 34. Thicc in italics.
The poem reads:

the air
is thicc
& this poem

is thicc with
white
space

T H I C C

this sub
is thicc with
this dom

thicc
with you
& thicc
with me

& we are thicc
with each other

//

this top
this bottom
are thicc with

light

this room
sticky
with

want

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Alan Parry He/Him @alanparrywriter.co.uk · 13/10/2025

They be stress balls, not anal beads. I broke two squishy stress balls this past week. Had to buy something more robust.

A hand holds a small zippered case containing seven magnetic stress balls in black, purple, and lilac tones. Each ball has a unique textured surface, including smooth ridges, dimples, and spiky patterns, designed for tactile stimulation and stress relief.

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Alan Parry He/Him @alanparrywriter.co.uk · 12/10/2025

Pics from a walk this afternoon. Heading out for another hour or so now. I have managed to sort some long-standing Broken Spine issues out and get a MS ready for publication today.

Southport Rugby Club pitch with white goalposts standing tall on green grass, bordered by red brick walls and suburban houses under a grey sky.

Tree-lined pavement in Southport on an overcast autumn day, with golden leaves scattered across the footpath beside a red brick wall and passing traffic.

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Alan Parry He/Him @alanparrywriter.co.uk · 09/10/2025

Lost seven stone since Jan 2024. Yeah, my head’s a bit of a mess right now, & I've still got work to do physically, but this is something I’m proud of. #WeightLossJourney

Alt text: I’m standing indoors in front of a closed door, wearing a black-and-white checkered shirt tucked into black trousers with a belt and brown shoes. I’ve got short curly hair, glasses, and a beard. The room has patterned wallpaper on one side, striped carpet underfoot, and a couple of pet bowls on the floor behind me.

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Alan Parry He/Him @alanparrywriter.co.uk · 02/10/2025

Yeah it's October, but here's a reminder of the importance of why Pride. It fecking matters!

A graphic with a rainbow flag background featuring wavy stripes of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple against a pink border. White text overlaid reads: “#Pride is important because somewhere out there is a confused teenager who still thinks maybe being dead is better than being gay and that’s not okay.”

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Alan Parry He/Him @alanparrywriter.co.uk · 01/10/2025

There Are No Cats in America - An American Tail

A very fluffy ginger-and-white cat sits outside in the grass, tilting its head back with its mouth wide open as if dramatically singing. Above the photo, a caption reads: “What song is this cat singing.” Below it, another line says: “This is important don’t think about it just first one to pop in your head.”

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Alan Parry He/Him @alanparrywriter.co.uk · 27/09/2025

New ink today: Tom Petty’s, Anything that’s rock ’n’ roll. A heart, a Flying V, rainbow colours for the kids and memories of my dad. #TomPetty #RockNRoll #Tattoos

Four-photo collage showing the process of getting a Tom Petty–inspired tattoo. Top left: forearm resting in a tattoo studio before inking. Top centre: purple stencil on the outer forearm, showing a cracked heart, Flying V guitar, and banner reading “ROCK ’n’ ROLL” with the script “Anything that’s” above. Top right: completed tattoo in colour — a red and black heart, green and yellow banner, rainbow-striped guitar neck, and lyric script. Bottom: paper stencil drawing of the design on a wooden surface.

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Alan Parry He/Him @alanparrywriter.co.uk · 24/09/2025

Two new pieces drafted but I’m unsure where either will work, if they’re even close, or if they’re meant to sit together at all. Sharing them here as today’s #WednesdayWIPs

A black background with white text. The poem reads:

"whip you
child

dance
within the lines

smile for Jesus
mouth his fingers with your teeth

your father
plays dominoes

he calls you
he holds you aloft

lion cub"

A black background with white text. The poem reads:

"open // ruin // repeat

your will
your weirdness

kinks of leather
hair like wildflowers

i’d plough through

soot-thick
cups of liqueur

played
like a heart attack

hunger
scrawled in dust

shadows lick the sill
thighs pumping

you are the image
again
& again"

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Alan Parry He/Him @alanparrywriter.co.uk · 24/09/2025

That's my homemade naan, and Mrs P has even allowed me to photograph her kebab. #OohPardon

Homemade garlic naan bread on foil beside skewers of Mrs P’s grilled kebab, both laid out on a wooden counter.

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Alan Parry He/Him @alanparrywriter.co.uk · 21/09/2025

Lentil dahl made, and I even managed to play some Marvyn on guitar while it cooked.

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Alan Parry He/Him @alanparrywriter.co.uk · 21/09/2025

That this sounds like ginger pubes makes me giggle every time I use them. I'm a man-child!

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Alan Parry He/Him @alanparrywriter.co.uk · 21/09/2025

Just ordered some dog origami for my students who need sensory starter activities, I'm that teacher now.

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Alan Parry He/Him @alanparrywriter.co.uk · 20/09/2025

Not a poem about queerness. A poem about denial, power worship, and what happens when boys want to belong but can’t name the ways they’re owned. Falsehoods is about the lie — not the longing. #AntiFascistPoetry #QueerAlly #ToxicMasculinity #WritingWithoutFear