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This year, I set myself the foolish task of trying to write something every day, and what you see here is the result. None of this is finished, polished, or in any way good. It's usually a few lines at the end of the day when I'm tired, my head's broken, and this nonsense spills out of it onto the page. Feel free to comment away, and if you think anything has any potential then let me know and I might have a go at working on it further.

But hang on, where's the first month? You've ripped us off! I hear you say... Well, yes. I have been writing since the beginning of January, but it's taken me a while to get the blog up, so everything here is a month old.

Saturday, 16 July 2016

Running home

Her face is painted bright blue with nursery tattoos,
A caterpillar across her forehead,
Butterfly on one cheek,
Penguin on the other.
No reasons are ever required.
Running and slipping,
Skipping and skidding.
She rounds the corner and heads for home,
No thought, no brakes.
Pure energy perched on a pair of legs.
"I'm first!"
And she always is.
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