Nits – an acrostic poem

Nits have infiltrated our house. Again. this time, with leftover supplies waiting at the back of a kitchen cupboard, I was ready loathing – as ever – to hear the cries: ow! ow! don’t hurt! I want you to stop! undeterred, plastic-gloved, my role as chemical killer is finally done. nits (well, lice, technically)(as you’re…

Remembrance Day

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