Don’t borrow trouble
like you borrow loose coins
scooping some up in the palm of your hand–
moments of may-be’s
worries that wander–
when you never intend to return them again.
Stuffed in your pocket,
they’ll jingle and clamour,
never quite silent or letting you rest.
The more gold you hoard
the less you can give–
you weren’t designed to carry that weight.
Zoe Maher has a heart for wielding words in a way that encourages and uplifts others. Capturing human emotion and shared experiences using vivid imagery is her favourite way to do so. She is studying a double degree in secondary teaching and creative writing at QUT, is a distant relative of J.R.R. Tolkien, and has a ginger cat called Boris.