Harriet

I found him in a place

with an endless ringing

like the noise of an alarm clock

his body hot as blankets

 

a bad place

with gaps in the walls that let in a light

smoke and I couldn’t see his face

 

skin touched my skin

it changed

I found you in a different place

and now have two names

and two monograms to prove it

two mistakes

 

©Lydia Allison 2015

Foxglove Journal

I found him in a place

with an endless ringing

like the noise of an alarm clock

his body hot as blankets

a bad place

with gaps in the walls that let in a light

smoke and I couldn’t see his face

skin touched my skin

it changed

I found you in a different place

and now have two names

and two monograms to prove it

two mistakes

southerndown-pictureLydia Allison is a Sheffield-born poet whose current writing stems from a love of weddings and wonky romances. She is a member of Writing Squad 8 and has appeared a number of times both online and in print, including two of Pankhearst’s Slim Volumes (This Body I Live In and No Love Lost). She enjoys a range of modern and contemporary writers, particularly female American poets. Her other favourite things in life are the Yorkshire countryside and cake for breakfast…

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