Anne Hathaway - by
/ …
wives
Mrs Midas - by
It was late September. I’d just poured a glass of wine, begun
/ to unwind, while the vegetables cooked. The kitchen
/ filled with…
Havisham - by
Beloved sweetheart bastard. Not a day since then
/ I haven’t wished him dead. Prayed for it
/ so hard I’ve dark green pebbles…