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Theme: Reminiscence

A Summer

In the backyard of the house that had never
been painted and had so many people living
inside that it looked like it was ready to burst,
the sun flooded - high summer - as bluebottles
circled the rubbish bin where a big rat sat and
catlike cleaned its face using a piece of broken
glass as a mirror.

I patted the rodent on its head.
It smiled showing healthy teeth and sank them
into my hand before running down a hole.
My dad used the last of his whisky to clean
The wound, mother was glad for that.

 
 

24-Apr-2012

More By  :  Jan Oscar Hansen

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