corinne
When I was growing up in the 60s, costumes were outfits nice young girls wore for best - a jacket and a pleated skirt to match, preferably with white gloves and shoes - now costumes are things worn by theatricals, a way to become larger than life.
We want a new one. Large, enough to seat a team of football or a host of angels. Pale wood. The kind that used to inhabit farmhouses years ago; aged with worm and inscribed with knorls and whirls and the penknives of lovers.
Above Edinburgh where crows fly next to the castle. Sit there and remain while ages and generations pass only being