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Read by Rebecca Harvey Mayflower Theatre, Southampton Click on photo to hear may take a minute or two to load

Introducing Minnie, Spinster Lady

I am folded up

a little buttercup

in the yellowing leaves

of a torn book's griefs

tossed carelessly in

a pressed flower grin;

or I am flattened

stretched out and

steamrollered down

on the tarmac of a frown.

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Your eyes met mine

quite by chance

yesterday at my works dance

twenty years on when

the sun shone, yes for me again

shone just for an hour,

a careless dream our

hearts never knew.

I turned to you, to

your depressing departing

back quickly darting

out of the ballroom.

I wouldn't try to bloom

again you know, drooping

in direct sunlight

eclipsing my silly alter ego.

in Eeeny, Minnie, Molly