Two poems by Kate Dempsey

  Mash I was at a village fete with you in the sunshine, hand in hand bouncy castle, tombola, homemade jam I judged the mashed potato contest giving marks for presentation, flavour, consistency. The winner, a dimpled woman of Amish appearance. What’s your secret? I asked before I woke. It’s about love, she said, all about love.     What To Do With My Ashes … Continue reading Two poems by Kate Dempsey