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All night Tippi and I lie with our arms
wrapped around each other
like rope.
I bury my face in her neck
and she wakes every now and then
to kiss the top of my head

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  Nicholas, I’ve warned you

about not paying attention

in my class.

This is your final warning.

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Your mother made me

write this

just in case, she said,

which kinda freaked me out,

so I said to her,

Da Man is fine, babe.

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on the pitch, lightning faSt,

dribble, fake, then make a dash

 

player tries tO steal the ball 

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The building is white,
ivy eating its way up the broken walls,
windows small
and scratched.

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The walls of the room are white and clean -
all sign's of yesterdays sorrows scrubbed
away with bleach.

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She is not here.
Not beside me in bed
nor in the room
at all.

It has happened

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and drank soda

and didn’t eat lunch

and I almost got arrested

and I hate math

and tomorrow we have to play basketball in gym class

and I’m not that good

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Oh to be in Magherabeg

Where I was adult free

From sun up til head down,

Stomping through streams in worn out wellies,

Chasing rams down to the Swilly.

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