“he knowingly did” by Sasha at Pascoe Rd.

Friday October 21, 2016
5 minutes
Annabel Soutar

I’m never sure if I should tell you that you have something in your teeth or pretend that you’re the Statue of David
You move like a javelin is clenched in your hand
the grace of a figure skater
a dancer
the sea.

This lettuce or broccoli or kale or bit of bok choy from last nights stir fry undermines all that I ever thought you were
and I
I can’t cope.

I leave you at the coffee shop counter and return to my desk and craft a sticky note to put on the monitor of your computer at your desk.