Sunday poem, by Jenny Bornholdt

Sunday poem, by Jenny Bornholdt

Mail Our mail is redirected to a retirement village – the oneour mother lives in. We have the same initials, which isinconvenient, and we share the same middle name –Mary – which is just plain plain. But it is not just my mail that goes to the retirementvillage. It is the mail of all who live in our house, eventhose who have different initials and a differentsurname and do not share the middle name of mymother and me. I take photographs of our m…