Katherine and I Used To Be Lovers

by James Steerforth

It's as if she'd never known me. She doesn't call, she doesn't write. She could be on the moon. I could be. It could be said that we are having a lunar affair. Big yellow stays aloof, waxes and wanes as usual.


James Steerforth is the pseudonym of a writer, painter and translator who loves to put on various masks.