A poem by Tom Wiggins
Bookshop A friend once said, ‘You won’t find a girl with a sounder mind than in a bookshop.’ So I started at G, leafing through books and drawing some sense from the space that they left. It may have been restlessness that took me to M via “L” so soon, but I paced the isle right up to V and back, one single hand … Continue reading A poem by Tom Wiggins