Heriot Toun in summer

Words for Winter 2016/7



Weathering under bridges or sycamores

or burst red umbrellas
through raindrops, we drip wet glances


Stewed rhubard
That pink sweet tart
Tongue lashing
Jaw shrinking
Eye watering
Taste of home



Rachel McCrum

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