The Haystack

“I dare you to jump off the top,” we would say To whoever had turned up to play on each day. Billy, or Rosie, or Joseph, or Mike, The boy with the flag on the back of his bike, The two older boys whose names I don’t know, Who chased off the bully who bloodied... Continue Reading →

Once Upon A Summer

Once Upon a Summer It hadn’t been as hot that day, not as all the days before We ran through the grass, our shoes forgotten at the door We turned on the hose and the let the yard flood With the sun on our backs, as we slay dragons in the mud We danced through... Continue Reading →

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