After the Washington experience, I tried to write a story. I couldn’t, this is what came out instead.
Moon
He was a girl
Running, twirling, folding, diving, leaping, creeping, flailing, crashing, rolling
Holding
He was a girl
And
She was a boy
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The road wasn’t flat
Crying from the top of the stairs – ‘I forgot to go!’
But it was long
The same width all the way, not seeming the same, feeling different all the time, because of the hidden houses, because of the car parks and the outside industrial looking square shapes, because of the traffic lights with arm-like roads veering off left and right
Gripping her trousers – ‘My private parts!’
Holding
Into her toes
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Up ahead, the shape of someone… crossing, in the middle of the road, no… not crossing, waving… sort of waving…the afterglow of a wave, very softly
Alone
He was wearing, She was wearing a long coat, brown coloured, short hair, dark glasses, carrying something… a bag? Still. As though looking. Nowhere…
Cars stopped, hazards flashing, slowed right down, red lights beating in and out of focus, in the distance
Legs bare. Hands protecting
‘Don’t look!’
From the top of the stairs
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Sometimes
When
A
Person
In
An
Unexpected
Place
Still
Not moving
Is
Sort of
There
And
Not
And
People
Watching
In
Public
Maybe
Are
Staring
Hard
But not
Saying
Anything
Or
Saying
Lots
It makes
Me
Feel
Uncomfortable
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She moves to the edge, one hand on the lamppost.
Cars move
Steadying. Surefooted.
Leaning into
Rocks
Pavement
Darkness
Leaning into
Moon
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Holding
Under the road, deep ground is squashed. Concrete smothered soil crushed. Poured over brown earth and moisture particles. Gripping
Smoothed and rough
No name
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‘I had an accident!’
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In a circle
In a room
In a street named after a tree
In a place where people talk to each other
In a far away country
Nobody spoke
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Warpretting
Screlching
Bawlking
Tulprerning
Tannowerring
Graiengling
Chuurpookling
Plaeentsing
Yavoyazing
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He was a girl
And
She was a boy
Rise and fall
Uneven
Giddy
Not balancing
Awkward And Alive
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Say something
