Mutton Rolls. Arji Manuelpillai

Mutton Rolls - Arji Manuelpillai


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      Mutton Rolls

      Arji Manuelpillai

      Published by Out-Spoken Press,

      Unit 39, Containerville

      1 Emma Street

      London, E2 9FP

      All rights reserved

      © Arji Manuelpillai

      The rights of Arji Manuelpillai to be identified as the author of this work have been asserted by them in accordance with section 77 of the Copyright, Designs and Patents Act 1988.

      A CIP record for this title is available from the British Library.

      This book is in copyright. Subject to statutory exception and to provisions of relevant collective licensing agreements, no reproduction of any part may take place without the written permission of Out-Spoken Press.

      First edition published 2020

      ISBN: 978-1-9160468-7-0

      ePub ISBN: 978-1-8380211-0-8

      Artwork: Zoe Norvell

      Printed & Bound by: Print Resource

      Typeset in: Adobe Caslon

      Out-Spoken Press is supported using public funding by the National Lottery through Arts Council England.

      Acknowledgements

      These poems belong to all the people who inspired and assisted me along my journey. Firstly, my family for all their support. Anna for putting up with me, Sophia Nicholson for her thoughtful eye, BPMoore for the support. To all the tutors who gave up their time and energy to push me forward, especially Hannah Lowe, Wayne Holloway-Smith and Jonathan Edwards. Also thanks to groups including Malika’s Poetry Kitchen, Stanza with Alice Hiller and The Poetry School; the moment I realised poetry was a team game was the moment the poems began to fly. Finally special thanks to the Jerwood/Arvon mentorship and to Out-Spoken Press for believing in me.

      Table of Contents

       credit card

       brown boys in Kavos

       half catholic

       nominated for a BAME prize

       Cecilia says we’re all fucked up

       Hawai’i

       raves aren’t places to cry

       after the Sri Lankan bombing that kills 360 (after the 20 year war that killed significantly more)

       white people

       Crufts

       regret

       cancer cancer cancer

       an IKEA flat pack

       after being called a paki

       obviously my girlfriend is the best

       monkey

       S. S. Industries (after the ’83 riots)

       because it’s in the Lonely Planet top five places to visit

       credit card

      someone pretended to be me

      filled my details out online

      intercepted the card as it arrived

      and went to Morrisons. Someone

      in a red sweater, NY cap

      black jeans, pink socks

      spent 200 quid on

      groceries I imagine, booze

      toothpaste, noodles, coco-pops

      definitely leeks and potatoes

      for a leek and potato soup

      (crème fraîche to stir in)

      that someone then caught

      the bus, the 343 perhaps, went

      to that Peckham café

      on the white side of Peckham

      sat on a shared table

      had a tea and carrot cake

      read the paper, leant

      back in their seat

      so their hands fell to their sides

      and the lady to the right

      casual as breathing

      pulled her handbag close

       brown boys in Kavos

      It’s 4am in a balmy Greek heat

      four brown corduroy-coloured boys

      are failing to get laid

      in the ‘getting laid’ capital of Greece

      they suck tulip-topped spliffs

      sip the backwash of cheap vodka

      talk cool (as brown boys do)

      of not being bothered

      their white friends, ‘fucking ‘ave it’ mottos

      are banging bedheads, curling tongues

      sprinkling raindrops on necklines

      but brown boys are not bothered

      they have spent many nights

      clumped in clubs, next to girls

      who call them reliable and sweet

      who they lead like helpful theatre ushers

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