Fallout: A Collection of Poems

Fallout: A Collection of Poems


When Father went to war

                     The tanks came rolling

                                           Down from his mouth 

                                                            With a mission to turn

 Good relationships sour.

                                    The tanks were reinforced by
                                                                 A battalion of foot soldiers
                                                                                          Who fortified his ear drums
Stopping the ugly truth attack.

                                                       And when the war was won
                                                                                                          Father didn’t celebrate.

He cried.

About The Author

Sam Barrowcliffe

I am nineteen years old and will begin studying English Literature and Creative Writing at the University of Warwick in September. Since starting at Mouthing Off as Creative Writing Editor, I have written and published a number of short stories and can’t wait to share even more. My favourite genres are horror and science – fiction and I take great inspiration from the likes of Rod Serling, Charlie Kauffman, H.P Lovecraft, Christopher Nolan and Phillip K. Dick. In the future, I hope to follow my dream of becoming a professional screenwriter and novelist, following in the footsteps of my idols. I look forward to publishing even more fiendish tales and I hope people will continue to enjoy reading them, as much as I have writing them!

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