Coral Hull: Prose: Vegan, Vegas: 84. they play with my long hair, like pieces of rope on the deck of a ship

I MACKENZIE KNIGHT I A CHILD OF WRATH A GOD OF LOVE I FALLEN ANGELS EXPOSED I

CORAL HULL: VEGAN, VEGAS
84. they play with my long hair, like pieces of rope on the deck of a ship

during a long primary school assembly, girlfriends in pleated skirts sit cross-legged behind me, on the cold polished floorboards, as the old headmistress plays a wooden piano, they play with my long brown hair, like pieces of rope on the deck of a ship, as my emotions heaved & swayed inside, happily unbalanced i tingled in a spot behind my earlobes, & felt faint-hearted & breezy with the weight of good feelings, during recess i jumped in at hopscotch, a little lighter on my feet than usual, skipping through a rope was more my style, i quickly progressed to the monkey bars, & decided to stay up in them pleased with my new situation, looking down at the roughed-up grey playground below, secretive & hectic like a sugar glider, my eyes contained the childhood glitter, i was dangling upside-down, waving my arms & swallowing peanuts, preoccupied by the warmth of the sun & a calm introversion, something lost had been moved in me

    

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