Niche by Ford Dagenham

Niche gathers poems written from the estuary edge of London — from front garden walls, café counters, cracked patios, and the space between a deathbed and a punchline. Ford Dagenham writes in a voice that refuses to sit still. Grief folds into humour, a mercury spill stands in for pain, and a record player opens a portal to a knock-off trouser stall behind a market in nineteen eighty something.

These poems are lowercase, unpunctuated, and utterly themselves. They shift between childhood, loss, sky-watching, and the stubborn need to make something be here that wasn't here before.

A conversation with Ford Dagenham about Niche appears in The Small Run, the occasional newsletter from Analog Submission Press.

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EDITION DETAILS
· Limited edition of 26 copies
· 20 copies numbered for sale
· 148 × 148 mm
· Saddle-stitched
· Printed on recycled, uncoated stock

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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Ford Dagenham, last published by Crying Heart Press, appears online in the usual places and lives London-adjacent, estuary-close. Cat adopter, curtain twitcher, gift card illustrator, nascent leathersmith, nightcrawler, painter, photographer, perpetuator, poet warrior, sibling, son, spouse, and sky watcher.