Resolve

I can hear a practised sigh. Someone’s turning over a leaf, I think they said it’s new, but how do you know it isn’t just refurbished these days. They’re twisting it over, straining delicate veins, flicking dew in their eye, …

Pupae

Please hold me. This figure that resembles a woman now, Some 15 years too late, Is that of a frightened nestling. Escaping the memories, Where angular fulcra, Threatened to splinter under your palm. ~ Please show me. How the other …