Cassidy Mask

I'm at art college in Singapore.

"...I never heard them laugh. They had,
Instead, this tic of scratching quotes in air -
like frightened mimes inside their box of style,
that first class carriage from whose bright window
I watched the suburbs of my life recede.
Exactly one year on she let me kiss her - once -
her mouth wine-chilled, my tongue a clumsy guest,
and after that the invitations dwindled.
By Christmas we were strangers. It was chance
I heard about the crash. He died at once.
Black ice and rain, they said. No news of her.

I can't remember why I didn't write.
Perhaps I thought she'd sold the flat and left."

From Black Ice and Rain: Psalms 6:6 by Michael Donaghy



all the photos used on my more recent writing (since start 2012) are my own.