Southend-On-Sea

I adore this so much 💛

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We were standing on the old sea wall,
one Saturday night in August.
I was looking out across the grey
and thinking,
“You are not like me.”
I was impressed;
you impressed my 18 year old naiveté.
I liked your history, that you were older than me,
and the way you held me
and your money
and your energy
and the way you smashed the punch-bag
on that boxing arcade game
with such might that it nearly fell over.
New high score.
New adventure.
New boyfriend.
New life.
You were a good dancer
and you made me feel safe.
But there was a very real danger in you
and that appealed greatly.
I lied to my father;
told him I was with the girls,
but I was steeped in drunken debauchery
with you, by the sea.
(He caught me.
I never lied to him again.)
He was disappointed in me.

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4 thoughts on “Southend-On-Sea

  1. TheFeatheredSleep says:

    H has been one of my all time favorite writers ever on WP for years now. She’s gorgeously wicked clever effortlessly weaving words until they Pierce you. I’m so excited that her work will be in the upcoming Anthology We Will Not Be Silenced. Her work should be read by everyone

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