Rebecca Faulkner – Empty Nest
Empty Nest My fault —waking too early, worrying I am bad for the garden, soil vindictive as a Gothic stepmother. Bad for the pantry, Pyrex taunting me idle & lidless. Woodlice scissor my spine as chores pile up. Every window in the attic demands to be opened. Branches of the plum tree must be pruned […]
Rebecca Faulkner – I know the sea is deep
I know the sea is deep & the shoreline keens & punches. Above me cops trawl for clues. They find matchbooks at the cliff edge, beat up Converse jilted in the heather. Give em what they need, keep what you know. I know your height, your street, my fingers shake, you hated sports & liars […]
