Spectacles hang
on a chain around her neck,
pale and partially entombed in florals.

Warmed by a navy fleece
she stoops, weighed down
by pleases and thank yous.

Delicately veined hands clasp protectively
at the leather handbag
hung on a shoulder that has held far more.

She tucks a tissue into her sleeve.
There are dragons
embroidered on her boots.

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Bio: Kirsty (Quiet Lines Poetry) shares her thoughts and reflections in short lines. Based in the south of England, she comments on small everyday objects, emotions and interactions, noticing the beauty, pain and humour within the ordinary. Her poetry has been featured in Zimmer Magazine. Kirsty’s pen to paper work can be found on Instagram @quiet.lines.poetry.