crumbs 2

when the pheasant hit the window
we were eating cake
lemon crumbs on our lips

I could have kissed you
but didn’t

[first posted 23 May 2015]

Death in Dublin

When Father collapsed and died in Dublin,
I was eating a very good chocolate muffin.

Mother screamed. A teacup fell.
It’s not that he’d even been unwell.

I’m afraid I took another bite;
it was so deliciously moist and light.

[first posted 7 July 2014]