Big Girls (Do) Cry (2013)

tulips are blooming hyacinth, daffodils opening to the sun. cold frosty hostility broken by the cheerful chattering of parrots in the living room calling the dog. boxes stacked in the spare room ready to move no more tears my soul's well has gone dry

The Morning After

Found on Facebook this morning. So eloquently said. There are Christmas gifts bought and wrapped with care. They’re hidden in closets, under beds, at parents’ houses and kept carefully out of sight. They were bought in answer to scribbled notes from small hands that wished for a new bike or a new game system or …