Landing On Water By Alex Harrison

Landing On Water

The smoke-faced people sit around
Their empty iceboxes-
They’re dry and cold: evaporated.

Pint-fisted-ale-monsters
Lurch into stories of English youth:

‘Cheerful eyes hide broken hearts, here’.

Feeling you’ve wasted your life,
Feeling I’ve yet to live mine,
There’s a compromise.

A name like a lake,
You put out fires
Bigger than all the ideas I’ve ever had.
Be proud of that.

‘Barbados: the only place where McDonalds failed.’  

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Alex Harrison is an Irish poet, filmmaker and musician based out of Vancouver. He has read his work at the 2017 Westport Arts festival and at the recent launch of the 3 Fates: Garden Witch zine. His writing has appeared in The Occulum, The Hidden Channel, Three Fates: Bath Time and BeateRoute Magazine. He is a co-founder and editor of the online literary magazine Cold Coffee Stand. 

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