Walking night streets up in Leeds, where are all the people?
It’s Friday night, bars & restaurants, red ropes & security
in heavy weather warmers greet the boys in shirt sleeves &
weekend girls in open back dresses. We follow smells of curry
with hope until it runs out, then pick up another, but nothing.
It gets late, we grab a pizza from a place where they’re already
stacking tables, playing old school house to no one. A woman walks
a ferret on a leash up a side street as women tumble out of pubs
laughing at the sight & stealing pictures for their instagram