Excavation

Her skull a creamy eggshell

Roman oil lamp

An awkward hand made thing, pot bellied  with a spout glazed in muddy brown. It was a gift. Who from, I can’t recall. I kept it on my desk for years. I’d pick it up sometimes and feel the grittiness that lay beneath the glaze, marvel at the clumsy spout, all caked with soot, where […]