Simon & Daisy, Daisy & Simon. Memories – soft and sharp – of an incomplete relationship that might have been, or should have been, but never really was. First job. First love. First heartbreak. Seeing things differently, seeing things clearly. Moving on, moving away. Leaving so little behind: a sweet voice singing in a folk club; a saccharine poem in Dryden’s pub; twenty frozen minutes while a pelican slowly swallows a pigeon in St James’s Park.
First published in Bandit Fiction, August 2020