My poem ‘The Fortune-Teller’ has been selected for publication in Short and Twisted 2010, an annual publication of short stories and poetry with a twist. I am very honoured and I am particularly happy because this poem has great meaning for me. The book will be available in May.
My brother went to see a fortune teller
who said he would die at the age of twenty-one.
That sharp thorn of thought stuck in my mind.
One day he was riding
a freeway on his motorbike
and the road rearranged his brain.
They patched him up at the hospital
and he walked out with no scars
visible to passers-by.
When he turned twenty-two
I laughed out loud with relief
and hid that thorn in my tin of memorabilia.
One day I took the thorn out of my tin
and showed my mother, laughing as I reminded her of the story
with a frown she said
but he did die, didn’t he.