I should be.. (revised)

I should observe the lilies sprouting, I should observe the light sneaking out of the London clouds, or the kind of sounds the birds make in famous city parks. Instead of untangling the lock from the inside of my brain, I should be looking out.   I should smile more, at the sounds of children … Continue reading I should be.. (revised)

The Hammer

I made a hammer out of your words. What did they sound like in my ear? Like a tear in the drum torn apart by the shrill of your voice.   I put the hammer just below my throat held strong by my fingers these fingers have grown long from the day you last held … Continue reading The Hammer