So many stories about starry nightsSo many love songs about stars so brightSo many sayings about shining starsSo many wishes hung on fallen stars
She spenther silent nights
wishing
evidence of you
i once held, like sunlightmarching through the windowlattice on my fingersthe…
I’m in a cafe waiting till it’s time to collect my daughter from tennis. The light in the sky is rose-gold. The tawny…
This piece was inspired by a flash fiction prompt from Eva Deverell.