Lost Words
I am in tears over the loss of a few words that no one would have read anyway- a collection of stars that are entirely pointless, a futile effort at being known.
So I spend Valentines Day at my desk surrounded by notebooks as I type-type-type away, denying the cat attention & occasionally looking out the window to see the snow coming down in little fluffs.
What’s the point of writing any of this anyway?















