The leather-bound matter
of my father’s back in the water
is all in view. The deal maker
whose own family holds me
in the ecotone with dad
on the tip of my tongue.
So Greg is the name of the man
who rolls through the waves
I watch from shallows.
His thick unflinching front crawl
shifts my spine. I must follow.
—Published 27th of May 2019
About Cai Draper
Cai Draper is a poet from south London, based in Norwich. He recently completed an MA in Creative Writing (Poetry) at UEA. His work has been published by Burning House Press, Poetical, DRAFT London and Salo Press. @DraperCai