3AM Magazine: “alight at the next” by Eley Williams

“// A  man // pushes on // to get inside // the carriage before I’ve had time //  to step down

and, without thinking and certainly without hinges I am holding out my hand and placing a finger in the middle of his forehead.

He freezes. The carriage freezes, a carriage steamed-up and bulbous with umbrellas and the slapping batskin wings of waterproof jackets.”

From “alight at the next” by Eley Williams (3AM Magazine).

Author: Stephen Moran

I was born in Dublin and made my way to London on a bike in my mid-twenties. It’s where I can still be found though ever further out, most recently as far as Harrow. I no longer own a bicycle.