By Fred Kelly
A child eats down underground
while Daddy bleeds, where Daddy be?
A child eats under the ground
lathers lips with chocolate bits
drops flakes from pastry crimps.
A child eats down underground
while Daddy bleeds, where Daddy be?
She is her father’s daughter
in the wry turn of her cheek
and the deft touch of her eye.
A child eats down underground
while Daddy bleeds, where Daddy be?
Side by side from one another
appearances diverge.
A gulf between her mellow hue
and his pasty brittle tone.
His wide eyed stare
her foreign darling glare.
Fred Kelly graduated from the University of Warwick in 2018 and is currently a postgraduate student at the University of Cambridge. His poem ‘Canopy Calling’ was recently published by the British Council online and his poem ‘To Late to Let’ will be published in the upcoming issue of Zine: ‘Re-Side’. Fred writes and directs for stage and screen. His next play will premiere in London at the Old Red Lion Theatre in December 2019.
