She says she started
20 years ago
to write
again.
I ask if she remembers
the first moment
when.
Her husband cuts in,
he does,
recites the lines too,
blushing bellow his beard,
like winter
sheets warm.
She says she started
20 years ago
to write
again.
I ask if she remembers
the first moment
when.
Her husband cuts in,
he does,
recites the lines too,
blushing bellow his beard,
like winter
sheets warm.