Wednesday, 30 January 2019

Heavy Ghosts by Jared A. Carnie

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.

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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.

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