Sarah Taylor is in the final year of her English degree.

You’re leftovers.

Knocked up in the kitchen

because there’s nothing left in the fridge.

Because last night’s meal was

great, but today there’s leftovers and

you’re hungry.

Greasy smudges in the pan,

blurred ingredients of a better dish:

past their best; past your lips;

all in the past; don’t say a word.