The tree stands patiently with bare branches on show, An easy target for the bitterness of the winter wind. But nobody will question why its leaves won’t grow, As they keep faith that an emerald coat will return in spring. The shore is revealed to be a vast empty space, Abandoned again by the fickle … Continue reading
He spits it at me like a sour feeling; “Child.” Stay still and maybe I’ll disappear. “Well?” the threat stabs at the space between us. “What do you want then?” Everything is rhetorical. “Are you listening? Can you see what I’m saying?” “You need to grow up.” No options. Doesn’t he know that I already … Continue reading
Tricky Pancakes 