Bell ( Miles J. )
Miles J. Bell was delivered to the wrong address in 1971 by a myopic, alcoholic and slightly amused stork that should have dropped him off somewhere more royal. His father was a boxer; his mother was a cocker spaniel. He lives and loves in England, with the world’s only beautiful math teacher and two bipedal noise generators. When not writing poetry he is not a poet, and does other things. This doesn’t mean he isn’t still watching, amused and appalled, always.
AVAILABLE RELEASES
Down This Crooked Road | Modern Poetry From The Road Less Traveled
“Writing the infinite in plainspoken English… William Taylor Jr. wonderfully weaves everyday happenings with fluid sounds and clear visions along with that little something extra that can be read and savored time and again.”



























