My contribution to slam poetry is my resemblance to a love child of Dr Seuss and Pam Ayres, who was adopted out to a scientist and an emotionally repressed priest.
The rest of the time I am an emotionally repressed priest (well, minister), with a background in science.
I try to skate the thin lines between good taste and vulgarity, between insightful commentary and farce, bringing politics, climate activism, religion, science and sex into awkward conversation. Because in my day job I have to bring climate science and religion and politics into very careful, nuanced conversation, most of which has to be approved by several people.
I’m not a Racist, but I’ve got a racist butt is out now in ebook and paperback, and you can watch some of the poems performed if you click the blue button…