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”
“Dress Sense”
By Reece Merrifield I’m writing in your socks Dreaming in your shoes Singing in your sweater Laughing in your jeans Smiling in your gloves Lying in your scarf Cooking in your coat Drinking in your pants Eating in your hat I’m warming to your fashion. Reece Merrifield is a third-year Literature student from Chester, … Continue reading “Dress Sense”