The Fright

You know when The Fright is out on the town; Men's roving eyes and beer breath in your face, It’s just harmless banter love. What’s with the frown?   You crack a small smile. Hope they’ll back down. Flirt. Just enough, till they give you some space. You know when The Fright is out on … Continue reading The Fright


Mirror. Lipstick. Smile. Another toilet/interview. The same harsh lighting. The smell of stale perfume. Your reflection asks: Is this the one? The job for you?   The first time is memorable (you wear boots in cobalt blue) and gush and fawn too much to bear – they say you’ll hear back ‘soon.’ Mirror. Lipstick. Smile. … Continue reading Toilet/Interview