My mirror looks back at me

Poem by Eve Messervyfrom the corona collection When the coloured world turned greyIt left a mark within its coreWater is not just waterJust not water anymore, I look down andMy hands are mapped in wrinkles now,From the yearsAnd the fears that passed,It’s coated in the panic that the worldUnlockedWhen life had stopped;We waited, with the... Continue Reading →

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