Ransacking

Ransacking my past,

Picking moments

that are fizzing

in the nooks

and

Crannies

of

my memory.

 

A

Nugget.

 

Sitting with Andy in Queen’s Park.

Outside the Glass Houses.

Him smoking,

Me,

just filling my mouth with

Smoke.

and teaching me

How to.

 

How to

Inhale.

 

Breathe-in

Hold.

Supress the cough.

Cough.

and

Again.

 

That was me at 17

 

And that was me for the next seven years.

las criadas

Published by rodkersh1948

Trying to understand the world, one emotion at a time.

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