I look down to our hands, both wrinkly, more aged than I ever thought they’d be. ‘I just want you to know, I’m sorry.’ She leans in to kiss my cheek. We go back to our ice creams.
Kieran Wyatt lives on the Fylde Coast. He is co-chair of GenSex, an interdisciplinary research group asking provocative questions about gender and sexuality. His work has featured in publications like Eunoia Review, The Minison Project, and Dwelling Literary. He can be found @Kinz_wyatt on Twitter.
Breaking the Ice
Three readings to always come back to
- The Scapegoat by Daphne du Maurier
- No One Belongs Here More Than You by Miranda July
- Winter by Ali Smith
Favourite food to trade a kingdom for
- Alice's paella