2nd February 2018

Imbolc
I have cereal for breakfast
watch the sky darken

© Rachel Green 2018

eye hospital
soft shoe shuffling
green painted corridors
through children's and neo-natal.
Should have parked on the other side.
Obviously.
The doctor is incredulous.
You put what in your eye?
Bleach? and then acid?
It's not like I did it on purpose.
Is it?
Do I have an unconscious urge
to blind myself?
The Van Gogh of failed writing
only appreciated after death?
She gives me different drops
while the nurse misgenders me.
'He needs a new prescription.'
Gee.

© Rachel Green 2018