Heather Williamson
Poetry on roots, love, life and faith
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Diagnosis
We were supposed to have brioche rolls for teaTo put the burgers inThree evenings a week we have mealsThat arrive at our house in a big, red boxI put the fridge things away firstObviouslyBut there was no clear place to put the briocheSo I put it somewhere elseIt’s been a funny dayI tried rather helplessly… Read.
My Wordly Wealth 