( Found this poem in my drafts folder and I’m not sure how many years it’s been in there unpublished. ) Sometimes when I’ve felt troubled I couldn’t always see my way forward Whenever I’d lose my way I’d hold onto your wings Even when I thought all hope was gone I’d believe in the […]

How odd is this stranger He sits over there staring at me He’s wearing stain-glassed spectacles That look more like electrical sockets He’s wrapped up in a scarf too long He’s wearing odd pointy shoes You’re a stranger, no one stranger I sit pretending not to notice him I don’t know who’s more stranger Him […]