‘And What We Know About Time’ by Tania Hershman

And What We Know About Time When it failed to alarm, my father took the clock apart. Laid it all out on the kitchen table. While the dog dreamed and snored, we watched him clean every piece, then, with breaths held, attempt reassembly. It worked perfectly for the next ten years, which was odd, given the sixteen horological components my father couldn’t fit back in. … Continue reading ‘And What We Know About Time’ by Tania Hershman

‘Baby in a jar’ by Tania Hershman

Baby in a jar There was just one left, And the shelf seemed so bare and lonely. I took her home. Instructions showed me how to put on nappies; the jar was large and my hands are small. She didn’t cry. She never cries. And like a butterfly flapping its wings somewhere across the world She affects everything Just by being here.   (first published … Continue reading ‘Baby in a jar’ by Tania Hershman