Wednesday 14 April 2010

afterwards



she came back looking for her chalked-on pavement fairytales,
merry-go-round horses and
supercalifragilisticexpialidocious
dreams.

but this time the story ended before she had time to jump.

only the rain came down.
melting sunshines and rainbows into the grey cement floors that cracked beneath her feet.

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