Bianca BlackPostscriptWe sit down. The threads of yesterday’s contentments chase round the bread knives Constricted hopes entroping in the butter And time talks…·1 min read·May 19, 2022----
Bianca BlackOld NewsI am suspicious of the regularity of rain Of the angularity of stacked tuna cans and a shopping list and a proffered hand and a cheerful…·1 min read·May 10, 2022--1--1
Bianca BlackOld doorsI will think of you in motor fumes, in throttle roars, In seals for sliding doors, in calloused hands and brioche and sweet filaments for…·2 min read·Apr 3, 2022----
Bianca BlackThe OverflowsMy hands are not a little tired My mind not a little worn·2 min read·Dec 20, 2021--1--1
Bianca BlackinP.S. I Love YouAn Autumn FileThe autumn leaves drift by my chair, Found at the charity store down the block. They turn themselves out, curvy and thin, As I flip through…2 min read·May 30, 2021--2--2
Bianca BlackGoing WadingWade in the water. I wade in up to my neck, The cold collects round my feet, in my veins Grabs at my pulse that is faster, now, running…2 min read·Apr 5, 2021----
