The solicitor is first
to tell me: I have inherited
for mechanical thinking –
the bedroom walls have been painted
too many times, the baby
always making its way to us
will have to put up with what’s here.
You’ll love it, I promise, you’ll love it.
I paint my eyes; I comb my hair.
I sit in the window and wait
for the dogs that gather below.
I have picked the incorrect
Beattie is a writer and lapsed drag queen from Merseyside. They are the winner of the Chester Cathedral Young Poets’ Competition and their work has appeared in Datableed, Travesties?! and Briefly Write. You can follow them on Twitter @poofter_pontiff.
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