Seville

Five Rounds With A Taxi-Hall Dancer

Tired people in cars. Ice cream. Visa application expedition services.

Salt and vinegar crisps, weak lager. Sterile dressings. 102 degree fever. The morning.

Picture postcards. Promises. Gladsaxe in the rain. Difficulty swallowing.

Paper in twists. A bottle falling from a pedestrian barrier, bouncing perfectly once, then shattering.

Clémence. Outside the children blare like radios.