Mary, at the Gable End Geraldine O’Sullivan

Mary, at the Gable End

Someone said she’s either directing me towards or turning me away from Women! That’s The Mary she’s talking about of the Virgin status on the other side of the kitchen wall keeping life warm with her solar powered halo. I’d offer tea if she moved, a Ballinaspittle shift of her shoulders would do but that’s blasphemous! For she moves me constantly out the right side of my bed and head before I feel an inclination to slide to the left and fall. Mary, we have things to talk about! The kettle is on. How do you like your tea?

Geraldine O’Sullivan