Crimson lipped and half asleep,
you turn to gaze at the tall, green bottle.
The flames bounce merrily off the glass,
and the liquid inside glows red, delicious.
It is midnight, you think to yourself.
No one would know.
You dig down between the cushions
of your chair. Between finger and thumb,
the little pocket-demon is rolled,
and lit. Hot ash is tapped
like wispy flakes of snow into terracotta.
No one would know, you assure yourself
as you pour another glass.
The flavours on your tongue dance,
swirl, and spin with the room.
The flavour’s sweet, like Midnight.
Annabelle Carvell
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Annabelle Carvell recently graduated from the University of Chichester with a First Class BA (Hons) degree in English and Creative Writing, and was awarded the Hugo Donnelly Literary History Prize. She is now the co-editor of 'Synaesthesia Magazine,' and is currently working on her first short story collection.
Flavour of Midnight