'Yet it did seem ... as if fantastic hope could take as strong a hold as Fact' - Hard Times
Sunday, 17 August 2008
LOUISE
- In the morning of my life there you were, dancing. I ran the spool against itself my love, and watched our children with their infant fingers drumming a tattoo on my piggy-back shoulders, kicking at the dawn, glue-bound eyes opening to the world.
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