This poem is taken from Stand 236, 20(4) December 2022 - February 2023.

Howard Wright Berber and Twist
Thinking of a glove, the millennium bug, a locked room,
the VCR, its tapes guaranteed ‘for life’,
she managed to open one eye, her mouth speechless
in the nap of the carpet for the longest time.

She was going nowhere fast and knew it, a woman hard
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