The Poem

The Poem: Three Bits & Pieces

by Billy Hands There is no reason to accept what I’m about to say, but everything was fine until it wasn’t. Excuse number two was a close second behind the sea-stacks and the rocky beaches. Now that we’ve gotten that out of the way I can bury the last six months in the sand. Timelessness is fueled by hope and the fear of death. I hide shifting in mood, then
The Poem

The Poem: “Six” by Billy Hands

Everybody seemed so much older than me. I checked their cards on the counter as they walked through the front door. Saw the grey in their beards heard the click in their knees the apple in their bonnet and the hope that meant to please. Counted on my fingers smiled and said cheese, because I was only — six years younger than you. It was a milestone once and miles