Poems by Linda Harvey >


My past has just
hit me in the face
with shoulder pads—

damning, patronizing,
arm around the shoulder,

Leave the past where it deserves:
no present day spectacles
to distort and sentimentalize.

Abort, abort.
Leave me now.
No malignant growth take root.

This is my moment.

Linda Harvey. For permission to re-use contact godfrey@wordsout.co.uk.