I looked at the flames behind me,and I thought,“No. I’ve had enough adventures for today.”It spread like a rabid rumour,or the proverbial wildfire,but I was not moved,ice cold,with a tether right around my throat,stop me speaking,keep me pure. I never needed lessons in loyalty,just a cure for the endless apathy,something to keep me grounded (quite…

She had the brightest eyes whenever morning came, a guiding light, a golden thread, my soul, surrendering to her spell, enchanted and enraptured. Eyes like the Irish Sea, like watching the sun rise on sand covered steps, with a cigarette and last night’s cider, intoxicated but wide awake.