Daddy

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.

 

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