VALLEY OF THE DEADBEAT DADS
She sat a little ways from me,
not enough to be pointedly rude but
a statement, nonetheless.
What’s your mum been saying then?
More forceful than I meant to be,
more accusing than I meant to be,
just, more than I meant to be.
But I want the answer,
so I don’t take it back.
She glances up, then down.
Back to blue-light distractions that rot your brain.
Nothing, she says.
I nod and consider the scene,
two large cokes in a pub off the motorway,
Valley of the Deadbeat Dads.
We could go to the pictures next time? I offer,
not sure what answer I want from her.
Samantha is a graduate of the University of Warwick and now works (occasionally for money) as a freelance copywriter. She lives in Coventry with her family and a cat named after the Terminator.