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Alan Parry He/Him
@alanparrywriter.co.uk
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Independent Writer
Spoken-Word Artist
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January 13, 2026 at 3:22 PM
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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.
January 2, 2026 at 8:50 PM
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Gig review:

Still Crazee After All These Years: Slade, Dave Hill, and the Politics of Joy

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Dave Hill's Slade 2025 line-up
December 15, 2025 at 3:33 PM
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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”
December 11, 2025 at 11:45 PM
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Well, this is almost too much!
I was afraid that if I kept that light on in my brain all I would notice is that I’m mostly triggered all or most of the time. I’m so serious. The train triggers me, the walk to the train, the unwanted eye contact, the way my body behaves when I notice that I’m being noticed. I figure when someone like me is hyper in tune with their trigger light, it’s tantamount to a gazelle in the Serengeti — the feeling that something is always coming to eat you.
December 2, 2025 at 2:42 PM
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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.
November 16, 2025 at 1:36 PM
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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.
November 15, 2025 at 12:15 PM
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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
November 14, 2025 at 5:05 PM
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Daughter made a batch of double chocolate cookies! Nice to come home to.
Batch of homemade double chocolate cookies
November 11, 2025 at 6:10 PM
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#IYKYK
A meme parodying the “distracted boyfriend” image shows a man with the face of Red Dwarf character Cat turning to admire Wilma Flintstone, while his shocked girlfriend, Betty Rubble, looks at him disapprovingly.
November 9, 2025 at 10:03 PM
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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.
November 8, 2025 at 5:47 PM
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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.
November 4, 2025 at 9:30 PM
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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.
November 2, 2025 at 1:04 PM
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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.
October 29, 2025 at 2:19 PM
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dad / daughter / dog
A selfie taken on a bus showing me in glasses and a dark jacket smiling slightly in the foreground, with my daughter in glasses and headphones behind me, smiling while holding a small white fluffy dog. Bright daylight comes through the window behind them.
October 27, 2025 at 1:27 PM
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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.
October 19, 2025 at 12:38 PM
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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.
October 18, 2025 at 5:12 PM
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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
October 14, 2025 at 6:24 PM
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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.
October 13, 2025 at 8:52 PM
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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.
October 12, 2025 at 7:04 PM
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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.
October 9, 2025 at 10:06 PM
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LOL
A scene from Monty Python and the Holy Grail. A knight in chainmail and helmet stands on a stone wall looking down. White subtitles at the bottom of the image read: “Your mother shouts at hotels / And your father painted roundabouts.”
October 4, 2025 at 9:17 AM
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Those eyes! 😂
A man in a red and black checkered shirt sits at a wooden table in a cosy pub, holding a large pint of beer close to his face. He peers over the top of his glasses with a steady, direct stare at the camera. Tattoos are visible on his forearms, including one with a heart and banner reading “Rock n Roll.” Behind him, a model sailing ship rests on a shelf against a teal wall decorated with fairy lights and plants.
October 4, 2025 at 5:43 AM
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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.”
October 2, 2025 at 7:45 PM
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Book mail!
A hand holding a copy of I’m Mostly Here to Enjoy Myself: One Woman’s Pursuit of Pleasure in Paris by Glynnis MacNicol. The cover features a cropped classical-style painting of a reclining woman, overlaid with large, bright yellow typography for the title and author’s name. A hand holding a copy of My Brilliant Friend by Elena Ferrante. The book cover features bold black text for the author’s name, a barcode sticker partially covering it, and a black-and-white photograph of two young girls leaning against a car. A pink and green panel highlights the title and a review quote from The Guardian.
October 2, 2025 at 7:09 PM