Pierce my heart with cast iron arrows

Fifty years on, in my sad unpacking, this time of letting go, I find, pressed between panes, a polaroid. A face is fuzzily framed in one angled corner, and I think it's you. A blur of bouncy ponytail, laughing eyes and bunny teeth. Looking up, waving goodbye to balloons released, bound for a section of... Continue Reading →

Loss and blame

A person very close to me met his death, at a young age, some years ago. Cancer it was, and it spread very rapidly, a “good thing” for those of us who loved him. Like many of us, he had his faults and sins, and had been an alcoholic and a heavy smoker for some... Continue Reading →

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