Ce n’est pas compliqué d’être heureux Abel Banfield (Year 13) Tap into the uncertainty of an evening. Oh, to have a balcony and summer plans. Plant pots smashed by ravens. Juttering trains going from pre party to post party.
Much the same thing, but in a different way. To be meritably worn out. Abrazed. and amazingly still moving though half-dazed. To be in a terrible mall Surrounded by plastic palm trees
and inflatable donuts. Sitting ankled in a pool. Acutely aware of a shimmering wasp – Is it interested in me? Or my diabolo grenadine? The weariness of winter is so easily forgotten.
Ni ici ni là-bas Abel Banfield (Year 13)
Matches remind me of St Anthony’s. The strong smells of burning holiness. Every Tuesday morning. Candles, incense… Joss sticks. Natural progression I feel. From genuflection
to filtered walks on school days
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