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Dimly lit joy

DadPuppetsLike a serpent, hands constrict beneath the spotlight.

In his spell and under his control, I am in awe.

The soft light picked up his uneven growth, the twist of his tongue in concentration and his focussed blue eyes. It was as if I didn’t exist but I will always remember Dad’s shadow puppet shows.

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Vomit, smoke and love

danceWe gave invitations on arrival as others jumped the fence. Vomit in the corner of the lounge of a house equally filled by smoke as it was music.

KC and JoJo played, we awkwardly swayed as only teenagers can.

I can’t remember dinner last Wednesday, but I remember falling in love nearly fourteen years ago.

 

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