‘you need to be a warrior right now, especially in Wetherspoon’s where you’re slightly scared to take a piss and for comfort you search ‘Mudlarking’ on your phone, as you squat in the cubicle with one foot pressed hard against the door in case someone should come in and realise what you are.’ Jackson Phoenix Nash is an essential new poetic voice. Funny, tragic, deeply lived, his poems snap you wide awake.