Soft toffee
in wrappers
in a bag
in my hand
just take one
Ingrid looks
at the bag
then at me
they are yours
I can share
no problem
I tell her
she takes one
and untwists
the wrapper
on the sweet
takes it out
and eats it
I watch her
her slightly
protruding
teeth bite through
soft toffee
quite easy
I eat mine
put the bag
of toffees
in my coat
my uncle
gives me sweets
she tells me
if I’m good
and do things
I study
her brown hair
pinned with grips
her brown eyes
looking sad
do what things?
I ask her
she looks down
at her shoes
I can't say
Uncle says
it's secret
between us
the uncle
visits her
at weekends
her old man's
big brother
gormless ***
Jimmy says
who's seen him
in the Square
why secret?
I inquire
cross my heart
hope to die
she replies
wonder why?
Dec 8, 2014
Dec 8, 2014 at 2:30 PM UTC
Soft toffee
in wrappers
in a bag
in my hand
just take one
Ingrid looks
at the bag
then at me
they are yours
I can share
no problem
I tell her
she takes one
and untwists
the wrapper
on the sweet
takes it out
and eats it
I watch her
her slightly
protruding
teeth bite through
soft toffee
quite easy
I eat mine
put the bag
of toffees
in my coat
my uncle
gives me sweets
she tells me
if I’m good
and do things
I study
her brown hair
pinned with grips
her brown eyes
looking sad
do what things?
I ask her
she looks down
at her shoes
I can't say
Uncle says
it's secret
between us
the uncle
visits her
at weekends
her old man's
big brother
gormless ***
Jimmy says
who's seen him
in the Square
why secret?
I inquire
cross my heart
hope to die
she replies
wonder why?
AN 8 YEAR OLD BOY AND GIRL IN LONDON IN 1950S
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