by Anton Martin Smith antonmartinsmithwrites@gmail.com

The social equivalent to burnt toast? –

Something simple wasn’t done carefully and as a result everyone got singed.

No one likes ‘burnt offerings’, but sometimes that’s all anyone has to give.

Sometimes that simple thing not done was simply ‘no-love’ or it’s close cousin ‘no-time’.

No Love, No Time

No Clocks, Nix Harts.

A family of two that cuts in half?

A game they play called ‘pop-up life’?

Where endurance is the only winning strategy,

And having your heart stolen is bad.