The heavy ghosts of Sheffield spend their money on beer just like you and me. The heavy ghosts of Sheffield drift between West Street Tesco and Glossop Road Sainsburys. They feed off winter air, floored eyes and sorry-that’s-all-I’ve-gots. The heavy ghosts have living dogs. We see them and we smile. We think of them shivering in the rain and we reach out to them and tell them they are good. The living dogs tugs at our heartstrings. The heavy ghosts are there and waiting. We build their coffins out of 2ps and apologies. --- Jared A. Carnie lives in Sheffield. He won a Northern Writers Award in 2015, and his debut novel, Waves, was published in 2016. He can be found at www.jaredacarnie.com .