Imaginationland-S.K. Nicholas/A Journal for Damned Lovers

S. K. Nicholas


The supermarket near where we live is flooded but we make the trip anyway. The aisles are full of driftwood and our clothes soaked but it’s no big deal because we have pizza and beer and we are young and free. I’m smoking, and although it’s just a few, you don’t like it and threaten to stop coming around but you never stay true to your word so I carry on regardless. When we pass through the shopping centre and look through the windows at all the things we can’t afford you squeeze my hand and whimper. You want jewellery and clothes and candles and books and cuddly toys in all shapes and sizes. You with that look on your face. Those puppy-dog eyes you pull knowing I’m a sucker for emotion. When we’re moving through the park I tell you there’s a place we belong far away from those…

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