“Moonlight in June”

By Reece Merrifield Sea-salt bodies attracted the tongues of a south-westerly breeze; like a well-trained dog in the company of a stranger, it licked all over and no respite was given, but we were thankful, for it was the hottest day in June.   Under streetlamp and sunset, we climbed the hill behind a Georgian … Continue reading “Moonlight in June”

“Solitude”

By Reece Merrifield I Climb the stairway that moves with the seasons; a girl in a geometric dress weeps plastic tears for the plain people plagued by a banal bacterium. II Fairy-tale hullabaloo is heard at the end of an unlit hallway; adults stuck in cots peek through the bars and imagine mirror-balls lighting their … Continue reading “Solitude”