Untitled 13 – Vincent Edward Manda

I can’t hear the undertakers’ bell
I can’t hear for whom it tolls
And like the dead tree in the forest
I’ll never know who cut me down.


his name rhymes with ‘mince’. He’s rarely without a notebook and can usually be found next to the closest bottle of red wine. Previously a writer for The Roehampton Lane Journal.

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