Wednesday, 11 October 2017

Unstitched

Every second day my mother goes to her tailor
And he sends her back with a false promise;
I don't know why she doesn't give up on him.

But the day I get out of my wheelchair and walk
I plan to go and see this guy
Who makes my mother walk so much.

First published in Broken Head Press, 1 Oct 2017.


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