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