My mother’s case

 Opening my mother’s case,

A search for photos of my aunt,

Pandora spills to light, no hope,

The old fractures that 

I’ve never really healed, 

though Brian does his best.

He brings me ginger 

and lemon tea with honey

And lets me escape till

Fiction smooths the memories

Just like my summers in

The Reading tree. 

LM Collis Sept 2025