cigarettes after
supper are the best if you
listen to man river
boy got them blue suede
shoes like Elvis sang true but
with a lot less love
burning marshmallows
sounds like the dinging of trains
their stories feel cold
after supper the
moon discreetly wonders if
fire is a drug
stick your face in pie
fuckers call you fat but they
eat blueberries too
Courtenay S. Gray is a writer from the North of England. You’ll find her work in an array of journals such as A Thin Slice of Anxiety, Misery Tourism, Expat Press, Red Fez, and many more. She will often post on her blog: www.courtenayscorner.com Twitter: @courtenaywrites