a never have…

Try as I might I've never managed to finish a love poem Started Stopped Scrapped midway Turned into a murder ballad Words about lust Or loss But started and finished With And in Love? Never. There shouldn't be The end

mending…

I sat with needle and thread.  And tweezers and scissors.  And an ice cold drink, just in case.  But I sat with needle and thread and mended things that needed mending.  A button here, a ripped seam there.  And the zipper of my favorite bag. The end stop had come off and when I unzipped … Continue reading mending…