DOUGLAS FIELD relishes the hard-boiled language, satire and humour of the third and last of the Harlem trilogy
Emma Lee - I saw life jackets left on the beach Kos, Summer 2015
Well Versed is edited by Jody Porter
I saw life jackets left on the beach
Kos, Summer 2015
Emma Lee
I asked the waiter, but he shrugged.
Later he loaded crates into the manager’s car.
She looked dead on her feet, said something
about an extra sitting at dinner.
But there weren’t any new guests.
It was my two weeks in the sun.
I’d eaten nothing but lettuce
for weeks to look OK in my bikini.
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