Ilissos: Leaves

Leaves – written and performed by David Mildon

‘She kissed me. Wine and cigarettes and dust and paper and her. Her, the smell of her. Her hair, auburn streaked gray, knotfilled clutches of it and still she kissed and I have never held someone like this, I am standing on a pavement with passersby streaming around me, books spilling out of my bag, her leg wrapped around mine as a counterweight as she pulls herself to me and me to her, mouth on mine, breath on my cheek and all the while a book in her hand.’