I have been busy writing for other people this week. Instead of the usual blog, I will therefore leave you with an intriguing little poem about life. TW: Injury description Balancing. With palms down, hands tensed, fingers claw the wall. Tongue bitten, teeth clenched, gums bleeding. Pain is all. There’s Blood. There’s Blood On MyContinue reading “Weekday Poetry: It Might Not.”