Across The Nothing. Nothing Naturally.
Another Nothing. Ask Me Nothing. All
My Nothing. All You Need Is Nothing. Baby
It’s Nothing. And I Love Nothing. Long Tall
Nothing. Nothing In Her Heart. Nothing Blues
Nothing Time (Is Here Again). Nothing Came
In Through The Bathroom Window. Nothing. Too
Much Nothing Business. You Know My Name
(Nothing Up The Number). Young Nothing. You
Can’t Do Nothing. Soldier Of Nothing. Slow
Nothing. Some Nothing Guy. Why Don’t We Do
Nothing In The Road. Do You Want To Know
A Nothing. Nothing. And Your Nothing Can
Sing. Nothing. Baby, You’re A Nothing Man.
Luigi Coppola is a teacher in London and a graduate of English & Creative Writing from Warwick University. He has been shortlisted for the Bridport Prize twice and recent poems have/are due to appear in: Anon, Equinox, Fourteen, The Frogmore Papers, Gold Dust, Ink, Sweat and Tears, Iota, Lighten Up, Magma, The Ofi Press, Orbis, Other Poetry, Pennine Platform, Poetry Digest, The Rialto, THE SHOp, Snakeskin and South. Poems and information can be found: www.luigicoppolapoetry.blogspot.co.uk