Sandy cocked her double barrelled shotgun and aimed it straight at the wobbling figure in the dark. “Stand still you sonovabitch so I can blow your brains out.” She inhaled and squinted her eyes, her target closing in on her. On the exhale she pulls the trigger back and releases a deadly blow straight into the creatures head.

She quickly lifts her arm over her face to catch the exploding debris....

In the clouds I see the whites of her eyes.

and in the pages of every book I read the wrinkles of her smile.

Staring down into my morning coffee

calls to memory a tightly curled lock of hair around my finger.

Warm buttered bread and

Freshly picked sunflowers.

She’d take three sugars in her tea and leave

Nothing behind but the palest shade of pink.

Her laugh filling every corner of every roo...