Monday, 20 July 2015

'A word of warning: 
that morning when I sharpened a pencil and spelt it out in capital letters, 
I meant it.
And another thing, darling: 
as I ran
my gently trembling tongue along the gummed edge
of the envelope, I was smiling.'

Sunday, 12 July 2015

'As they age, all things grow rigid and bright.
The streets fall nameless, and the knots untie.'