Sunday
written by: Christian Ward
Sunday slides up the nose,
fizzing the brain like a mimosa.
Yesterday’s cordoned off
memories are exposed while rain
sketches the scene: cards collapsed on the bed, clothing still thrumming
yesterday’s beats, a restaurant tattooed on the sheets and the outline of a man in unwanted condiments and business cards.
Christian Ward is a UK based writer who has been extensively published online and in print.
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