Duncan always loved an apple
The skin, the flesh, the core, the pips
Lips latching onto them as they do now
On the harmonica that moans in his mouth
Sending tremors along his impossibly strong arms
Taut blue veins beating fiercely with his life less ordinary
His fuchsia-pink leotard glimmers as he jabs and jerks his latest poem
Spitting out the grief that loiters a poison on his tongue
Wallow waning, waxing lyrical, an orchard heaving with fruit in his guts.
November 2022
What is Millennial Menoirs?
Millennial Menoirs is a series of musings, poems and shorts documenting my experience of dating or loving the men within my generation. Sometimes funny, often painful, always brutally honest, Millennial Menoirs explores the subject of love in a modern context, accumulating as testament to these stranger romantic times.
My personal favourite, and the piece that started it all, is Honey Lips.
Goodness me.