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You
You are underweight and blonde, emerging like a shrivelled purple fish.
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Baby
I smile like suicide just isn’t an option and when the baby, finally, uncertainly, gives in and smiles back, I am disappointed with it afresh.
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Bright like Quartz
The white points of her knuckles are bright like quartz sticking out of heather where she’s holding on so hard and I think about her little skeleton underneath that rosy flesh.
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My Dad the Pussy
I see the spanner just before it connects with my dad’s head, feel the jolt of it through his arms as he tries to lift me off the floor.
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Mother (or Findus Crispy Pancakes)
Those nights in front of the gas fire with the Mitchells, Dingles, Duckworths. You cooked Findus crispy pancakes and I basked in the warm orange glow, your little superman in spiderman pyjamas.
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