Hinterland
A poem
Apr 8, 2021
Shipwrecked, she lies broken on the sand
while waves wash her feet.
Seagulls hop closer,
inspect her with curious pecks.
She has shells stuck to her face
seaweed entwined in her hair
and the whole thing is —
Writer, editor, book lover — I've published many children's books and three crime novels for adults so far. I edit other people's fiction and poetry.