seeing the danger when it’s too late i
wrap myself around the warped edges
your presence your presents
leave fingerprints
knucklebone thick
crisping the ovulation
look
what
you made me
do
this time i walk away
the serrated blade
still warm
saving my scrambled eggs
UK based Jane Ayres completed a Creative Writing MA at the University of Kent in 2019 aged 57. She has work in Confluence, Postscript, Dissonance, The Agonist,Lighthouse, Viscaria, The Sock Drawer, Streetcake, The North, The Poetry Village, Scrittura, Door is a Jar, Marble, Agapanthus, Kissing Dynamite and The Forge. Twitter: @workingwords50