the sky is inside
a dark bright blue
edged gold and red
curiously still
lifted out
the dawn shivers
clouds appear
red printed roses
mist stretches across fields
my hands are cold
caught in the hedgerows
hemming the dress
the sky is inside
a dark bright blue
edged gold and red
curiously still
lifted out
the dawn shivers
clouds appear
red printed roses
mist stretches across fields
my hands are cold
caught in the hedgerows
hemming the dress
I was prepared to feel alone, expected the government-mandated 2-metre gap to yawn between us, cold and hostile. I expected these new spaces to be
I’m not under an illusion,you weren’t sent from up above.But what makes my heart beat faster?Well, it simply isn’t love. I make my own decisions
Bent double, like the homeless under sacks,knock-kneed, coughing like hags, we cursed Johnson’s fudge.Then on the failing beeb we turned our backs,and, allowing for the