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A poem about childhood and summer nights, and beginning again. Thank you for reading! <3

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you are dreaming with your eyes wide open

& summer melts like plastic

& summer melts like plastic in the neighbour's barbecue.

& summer melts like plastic in the neighbour's barbecue. the taste of meat

& summer melts like plastic in the neighbour's barbecue. the taste of meat laces with the orange grove—

the way it swallows you whole

the way it swallows you whole & the pen

the way it swallows you whole & the pen remembers the soft suffocation

the way it swallows you whole & the pen remembers the soft suffocation of a blanket,

the way it swallows you whole & the pen remembers the soft suffocation of a blanket, of two.

of your mother's raised voice—

of your mother's raised voice— your father's thunder & you raise

of your mother's raised voice— your father's thunder & you raise your finger,

of your mother's raised voice— your father's thunder & you raise your finger, travel past the forest of his hair,

the way a curtain keeps no secrets—

the way his gaze passes through you.

wind hooking past branches,

wind hooking past branches, the blanket chokes your arms &

wind hooking past branches, the blanket chokes your arms & the house screams for more silence.

good news, abu.

tomorrow is another day.

your finger picks out the knots

your finger picks out the knots in his forehead.

we shall begin again.

(i.n.)

'abu'- means father in my language. a poem about mistakes, love and beginning again :) thank you for reading x

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