Coffee that’s not bitter enough ; an empty spaghetti jar; loo rolls, too many loo rolls in the weird space of cupboard to the left of the hob; kitchen rolls, same as loo rolls; a one kilo bag of risotto rice (even though no-one in the house likes risotto); two boxes of inferior Shiraz; five different types of cheese that are stinking the fridge and the kitchen out (the Cheese House do deliveries); four different types of crackers (see Cheese House delivery); three four packs o f chunky Kit-Kats; two Kit-Kat wrappers well-hidden at the bottom of the bi n; a five-year-old jar of pickle that’s found it’s way to t he front of the cupboard; the last three Lady Grey teabags with a do-not-use-on-pain of death post-it attached; six boxes of grain-free dogfood; rhubarb (the neighbour has a patch); lentils (never thought I’d feel lucky to have them); ten potatoes; the last banana with bruised skin; me, crying at the sink; coffee that’s not bitter enough. |
Lynn Valentine writes between dog walks on the Black Isle. Her work has been widely published online and i n anthologies. She is organising her first poetry collection under the mentorship of Cinnamon Press after winning a place on their Pencil mentoring competition. |