JP Relph

Silly Girl. Kicking at puddles with leaky trainers. Pockets full of bugs, rose petals and scrumped apples. Head full of possibilities: singer, astronaut, inventor. Running downstairs behind a tower of books, another pair of mangled glasses.   Smart girl.     Irresponsible girl. Falling out of trees and high heels. Elastoplast’s and plaster casts. Bikes […]

            “Don’t slouch, sit nice”   Sprawl over the hot bonnet of his American muscle. Lounge across the back seats of the Greyhound to anywhere, his hand travelling, thighs shakier than your resolve. Flop into motel beds, use up all the ice, finger-write the names of all the destinations through