A woman full of neutrality Puts her backpack on her bed, Put the tube journey, The woman who spoke loudly to another woman, The chicken that was abandoned, The pigeon that was invited, She put there that same invitation She put there that after-rain-smell Tastes of hands wrapped around a mug of tea On theContinue reading “The Bed | NaPoWriMo #13”
I imagine tiny rain drops,with tiny faces,all peeling themselves off the floorlifting their heavy, tiny bodies,upupand up to return home.
So…I cheated at NaPoWriMo 👀👀👀
A poem about being a normal woman for International Women’s Day👩
A haiku about a horizontal man…
“No one cycles in London” “Move your cycle” “I’d like to ride a penny-farthing on the road” “That penny-farthing is as big as me; its wheel is as big as my face.” “Is that where Trafalgar Square is?” (looking at a map in the middle of a bike lane) “Is that where Somerset House is?”Continue reading “Things I’ve heard people say in London”