little red-cap

  At childhood’s end, the houses petered out into playing fields, the factory, allotments kept, like mistresses, by kneeling married … More


  Uninvited, the thought of you stayed too late in my head, so I went to bed, dreaming you hard, … More


  When did your name change from a proper noun to a charm ? Its three vowels like jewels on … More


  Love is talent, the world love’s metaphor. Aflame, October’s leaves adore the wind, its urgent breath, whirl to their … More


  The year dwindles and glows to December’s red jewel, my birth month. The sky blushes, and lays its cheek … More


  Some days, although we cannot pray, a prayer utters itself. So, a woman will lift her head from the … More