In shadow
At bedtime, those dark blooms in her room. In coffee mornings, the dregs of her cup. At lunch, in her rusted car, the depths of her purse. The tunnel vision … Continue Reading In shadow
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 … Continue Reading Loss and blame
AreMyFeetOffTheGround 