03 Jun

I ran away, I ran away yesterday, and I ended up banging at a door, far away from where I was, banging for hours, and there was no answer so I tidied the garden. I like gardening, pulling up things that look wrong, and keeping things that feel right, sometimes they are weeds, but they have pretty flowers. And then it got dark so I knocked again, and then it was answered, a person, aged 40 years in a day, driven there by bitterness and looking at the world in tiny angles. He had a cane holding his head, it looked so heavy. So I cooked him dinner, straightened his linen and then woke up and shouted ‘it shall not take me’ and things were bright again.




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