pirate gun, a toy from woolworths probably.
they said to put my eye to the sight and pull
no caps, yet the hammer caught my lip. swelling.
badly. water to my eyes.
nearly forgotten yet i find that something still
what is assumed a long forgotten memory,
“A bruise, or “confusion,” appears on the skin due to…Continue
time is upon us, as he writes, fine dust from the fire, the old way.
we used to sit the rise and think of this. drive the evening hunting the blue flax fields . found and waded the poppies outside the dyke, worked the red thread. again. danced .
it is a long time since the sun shone in long and low like that, he said. does this mean it is spring now? it is such a pretty room.…Continue
there are no set ideas in this house upon the repetition of words. we are sorry that you cried.
it has been a good morning so far. with fried eggs on toast and the air. sorry that i was hopeless, even with clues.
there is a mist, a cloth, hanging, while i have seen so much. i forgot to ask about your trip. i had driven the mountain to see you, parked nicely, kissed your cheek, talked about the issues.
it all showed pride and i know