At The Deaths of Two Children During a haunted day,heavy grey sketched shadow cornersonto a kitchen scene complete,where home’s Formica table,stood as balance point surrounded. On the sideboard,a wooden spoon dripped slow,resting, it’s brief battle done.The smallest voices echoedsomewhere off, amongmuchricherflowers. Shoulder to shoulder they sat,deep sorrow creasing more the browof these familiar witnesses,whose emptyContinue reading “At The Deaths of Two Children”