Egg and Spoon Race
We were sitting on a metal spoon like an egg, unsteady, any sudden movement about to finish us off. We weren’t going to reach the
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We were sitting on a metal spoon like an egg, unsteady, any sudden movement about to finish us off. We weren’t going to reach the
That’s just great. Milk spurting everywhere. Rain dripping down my face. It has to rain just as soon as I put him to my breast.
Every morning on my way to school, I walked past the same girl. Her mummy was never with her. We never said hello. She looked
We ventured all over the village, leaving traces of her everywhere. She had left a mark on Sarah and me, but she was too young
The salty tang of olives would hang in the air, sun cream, sweat, salami and cheeses. Picnics with the girls. The sun hanging over our
Someone once said, you are never too old to dream a new dream, and I believe them, but just not for me. Not now, anyway.
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