The EndAt the end of the world,
those in cinema seats remained set until the credits rolled, becoming the last to know that history was about to reach conclusion. On the streets, families raced to reach a last clinch, a last glimpse of the people they had built their lives upon. The pubs remained wet, as shop shutters shut across the high streets of the world, their tills packed full of paper less valuable than those moments before nothing. And I dreamt that we would meet on one of our city’s seven hills, hold hands as those below dusted off their safety cards, but you got caught in traffic, and I couldn’t outrun the reel. |
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Published in That Lone Ship (2018)
Available to buy from Parthian Books
Video recorded for The Crunch Issue 0 (October, 2015)
Available to buy from Parthian Books
Video recorded for The Crunch Issue 0 (October, 2015)