Creative Writing Ink May 2019 Winner

Overdue
Ruth Taaffe

 

This was the date that should’ve been.

It catches me every year

like the gasp of a plot twist I almost forgot.

 

While all the world waited

on an inhale for your first big cry

you were reserved, belated, biding your time.

 

‘Not yet cooked’, your Grandma joked

as if I really was the oven

and you the bun

 

or like a library book I wanted to keep

for perhaps

just one more week.