I trail fingertips
over the Braille map
a badge of honour.
can be useful,"
Whatever that means.
I creased the edges of the wrapping paper, making the edges sharp and straight. The sellotape was uniformly cut to length, the ribbon perfectly…
I saw two chairs, a matching set, a pair, just like we used to be. They sat alone, apart, offset, a dark and stark analogy. They called to me,…
As the days grow short, the colours turn bold, deciduous trees discard green for gold, russet and amber, an autumn array. Seasonal palette of hues…