Goodbye Coffee Cup

It took me a secondTo recognise that the toneOf our storyHad changedThere was no rhythm in myWordsWhen I eked out theDrama through laughing lipsMy hips are shapedTo this chair whereOnce your lap held meAnd I tried to squirrel myselfDown into a shapeThat would please you moreIt took me a secondTo recognise that the toneOf ourContinue reading “Goodbye Coffee Cup”

A Thought About Friendship

I began to understand ‘letting go’ as a great act of friendship. I understood that with all the laughter and sorrow behind us, a sort of, unbreachable chasm was opening below us. I chose one way, to get through, and you chose yours. Suddenly, things that had bound us seemed less glue-like. I was resentfulContinue reading “A Thought About Friendship”