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October; when the last horse chestnuts fall, some still in their spiny green coats. You called me prickly, when I sulked last night. I fell out with this year, you know: I found grey hair, I put on weight,
As a child I'd play monopoly for weeks, I monopolised the whole family, sent them to eat out, while the dining table billowed under the paraphernalia of the game. We played in the bath, the tree house.
The bunch of keys you gave me is a spider running away through my fingers ”unless the lock to your door is big enough for my ego or a bumblebee winging its way through for the nectar, or an icy wind that still carries
At last I knew what the oak tree knows. My blood ran slower, my hair fell lankier and as the flowers in my basket withered, happiness spilled out, fell from my eyes like acorns. My hunger ebbed away, my throat tightened,