A S H Smyth

Sharp colours, crisp sounds, a pleasant lightness of step. I am hung-over.

in Waterstone’s while you go shopping for shoes.

She looked up and I looked up and we locked eyes – for maybe two full seconds – and then she went back to her book and didn’t look up again. And I thought: Fine. I thought: Be that way.

… there is a time for building And a time for living and for generation And a time for East Coker to get a branch of LIDL.

I am better off with madness and with fear; I do not care for food; neither do I wish to sleep alone; but happiness – that is another business altogether.