1.
Watching sea pull away from the beach at Scarborough, it seemed to me that
I could see every grain of sand
picked up and turned and dropped by the water
(kissed and regretted and mouthed back to land).

2.
To the boy on the bus in the shirt with ‘Rebels’ written on the back:
I saw the meat of your shoulders bunch and distort when, clutching one another, your girl
restrained you against the perspex keeping us apart.

3.
I wrote a poem in
my head but
by the time I’d
chance to get it
out

it’d

grown tentacles.