🎖Ukrainian Purple Heart Medal 🇺🇦
🎖Honour and Glory Cross 🇺🇦

Poetwarrior; Legionnaire; Disaster Relief Worker; Volunteer; Poet; Author; Novelist; Charity Kickboxer; Recreational Psychonaut; Flawed Mammal, Cautionary Tale…

'Chest i Slava' Voltse Krest / Honour & Glory Cross and 'Medal for the Sacrifice of Blood in the Battles for the Freedom of Ukraine' recipient; Ukrainian army soldier; humanitarian volunteer, disaster relief worker; dreamer of dreams; flawed mammal and cautionary tale… whose sole redeeming quality is shameless honesty as a memorialist.

Spent 2011-22 (aged 22-33) living in Spain, Thailand and Bali, with stints in Cambodia, Malaysia, Singapore and Santa Cruz Cali: covered in 'Surreal Dreamscapes: The Fletch Anthology '11-22 (22-33).
After a pandemic in the palm-shade of paradise, Fletch moved to Ukraine in 2022, volunteering in food relief and, from September '23, as a legionnaire in the ZSU (Ukrainian Army) with the International Legion, fighting for 2nd Battalion Alpha Company in Luhansk region, the Lyman front.

At 22 Fletch left England for Spain in 2011, writing 'Jackboot Britain', relocating to Thailand in January 2012 as an amateur freelance reporter. Moved to Indonesia in August 2014; 'The Acid Diary' followed in December; four more books thereafter… after disaster relief, torture, betrayal and mayhem: a pandemic in the palm-shade of Phangan paradise; Ukraine in 2022; a year helping World Central Kitchen and others, then joining the Ukrainian army, finding a home in the Foreign Legion.

Santa, Legion 2nd Battalion commander awarded Fletch the 'Slava Voltse Cross' for distinguished conduct in combat, March 2024.

"Surreal Dreamscapes: Mind-Bending Mayhem in Absurdistan, The Fletch Anthology 22-33: 2011-22"
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"Wolves Eat Lambs: The Pornography of Power"
https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0BM3WCKDW/
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Buy my book, and feel comfortable and witty at parties, smell fresh, sweat fragrantly and taste sweet, as doors open, ropes part, champagne supernovas form in the cosmoi and the moist magic of warm wet flesh envelopes your loins, while sexually charismatic nymphomaniacs chase you down the street like Hard Day’s fookin Night.

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“This is the ‘Slava Voltse’ Cross… for distinguished conduct in combat. This is not for civilians, it is a military decoration for those defending Ukraine on the battlefield from enemies who have attacked and tried to destroy our culture and civilisation. You have been with us for a relatively short time, but we decided to award this to you anyway. I have no doubt—you are A Man of Courage.”

~Santa, Legion 2nd Battalion commander

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"Brother Fletcher. I want to say a lot of positive things about you as a brother and as a person, but I will keep it short. When you were on duty at the position I was always calm because you are a responsible and disciplined fighter. Thank you for your help in the fight against the enemy. You are in thoughts and memories. You stay with us."

~Cygan, Legion 2nd Battalion Alpha Company commander

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Powerful and how profound
Flying high through golden air
Till in shadow I was drowned
Powerless in my despair

Now my cold sun scorns to shine
Bitter soul, infernal fear
Her roses hold more thorns than mine
Winter is eternal here

Shattered by the endless night
Battered, friendless, in affright
Dreams of love are shades of grey
That fray while colours fade away

Blood and nerve and bounding heart
Heavy words you lightly throw
How can spirit come apart
Like tears in rain or the melting snow

Yet the sun still shines divine
Phoenix rising—wings unfurled!
Golden-glowing smile and shine
There is beauty in the world

There is hope and joy and love
Ride the Dark Nights of the Soul
You can rise—transcend above
The sense that you’re no longer whole

In the darkness of the night
I