Poetry: "Sweet Chilli" by Roy Duffield




I go down

the aisle

I never go down, in fact

I forgot all about

sweet

chilli sauce and other sauces

I rarely splash

out on, that

sickly sweet

taste: tongue stirring

a mouthful of oven chips, mayonnaise and sweet

chilli, winter evenings, laptop precarious

on a long-scrapped dining-

room chair, cables tripwired every spare

inch of our carpet, a charger

always on the verge

of breaking

for good


No

I don’t need that

I won’t be going down

this aisle

again.






Roy Duffield is the art editor over at Anti-Heroin Chic and a winner of the Robert Allen Micropoem Contest (2021). He somehow managed to con a first in creative writing out of Bath Spa University, and has even had the gall to return to the scene of the crime, this time in the skin of lecturer. He was honoured to be chosen to perform at the 2019 Beat Poetry Festival in Barcelona, alongside some of the contemporary Spanish performance poets he most admires, and his words have recently been spotted entering such nefarious establishments as The Journal of Wild Culture, Into the Void (Saboteur Best Magazine, 2017 & 2018), Osmosis, Harpy Hybrid Review and The London Reader.