Party
by and published in Edition Four of Pomegranate
A boy approaches, asks me
Which internet service provider I prefer.
He is disappointed to hear
I don’t know which I use
And quickly turns the conversation
To gas service providers:
Again, I don’t know.
To save the silence
He asks me how much I feel
Might be too much
To spend on a gas bill,
And tells me about the one
He received in February,
And the one he received in November.
He mentions a Beckett play: I remember
Tea no sugar not even a squeeze of lemon.
He doesn’t remember anything
To correspond.
He asks me for my number, though.
Amy Walter
Amy Walter is 20 and from Portsmouth. She lives in Kingston and has fun studying Literature and Creative Writing. Outside of poems she likes Snoop Dogg, 60’s batman, those plates with all the seperate compartments, and finger painting. Sometimes she does finger paintings of poets. She has poems forthcoming in Ripple Magazine.