A large modern house with dormer windows protruding from an expansive roof, peering over tall brick walls designed to put off the nosy. A coughing, spluttering heavy goods vehicle hurtling towards me. A ‘For Sale’ sign attached to the front garden post of the ‘mansion’. A tightly wrinkled…
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Imagining Myself to be a Poet
Imagining myself to be a poet Baby cradled in one arm I wait for a flash of inspiration Words seem to peel off my other arm In strips, skin curling upwards, Turning into crisps My toddler picks one up and eats it –…
