Hello Finsbury Park
I tried to say goodbye
but got it horribly
wrong
I’m a bloodhound lured
back by our unwashed
scent infused into every fabric
a moth drawn to
the dusty cathedral
candle you lit whenever I was there
a cat curled by
the smudged window looking onto morning
trains rattling past
Now at the station the cold familiar
wind of Seven Sisters Road
swoops in to greet me
as I ride the
escalator
up
Penny Sarmada is from Ontario. Recent stuff in Cotton Xenomorph, Pithead Chapel, Roi Fainéant and Bullshit Lit Mag. Twitter @PennySarmada