Anne Walsh Donnelly
RARE RIB-EYE If I hadn’t turned the key in the ignition like you ordered me to, before we married I wouldn’t be where I am now and you wouldn’t be where you are either. I’d never have learned to drive never have sat outside the bank, engine running, waiting for you to finish work. I’d never have seen you get into her yellow Toyota Yaris. I’d have been at home, reading your text, have to stay late don’t wait up, while watching Corrie. I’d never have seen her yellow shoe box bounce up and down in the … Continue reading Anne Walsh Donnelly
