Kingfisher

She smelled like jasmine. No, not exactly. She smelled like the earth beneath a jasmine plant on a hot day.   Most of us are poets, she said. It’s just a question of how it comes out.  When a creative writing academic becomes infatuated with his colleague – the poet – it is not long before it begins to threaten his relationship with his partner, Michael. Michael is beautiful. Michael is safe. But the poet is everything he isn’t; she has everything he wants. While he writes about steel and sex, s