Published by Expat Press - May 2021

'I’m riding the bus to the city centre because the post office has eaten my mail. Now it’s somewhere in the stomach of the big depot and I have to retrieve it because it’s important. A little USB stick, red and plasticated. Nudes I sent to my boyfriend in America that he is now sending back. He tried to say he lost it at first but I’m no fool. That stick has all my filthiest angles. There’s a photo of me and my ass is a melon. I called his house in the middle of the night for a week before he finally told me he’d ‘found it’ and sent it back to me. Easily done – I made the calls over lunch. '