© Montréal Serai
clenched muscles relax without warning
Saw a police car this morning on my way back from the laundromat, driving around looking for signs of trouble.
My grandmother died in 1969 at the age (I think) of 89. My brother and I weren’t expected to go to the funeral and neither of us now can remember exactly when it was. My grandmother had become […]
Can I look down and see my ageing, knuckled hands...
I came looking for you on the streets of Montparnasse boulevard Arago, rue Saint-Jacques, rue Mouffetard, boulevard Raspail place de l’Odéon I came looking for a woman solitary not afraid living on coffee and fine on the money men […]