Sara Davies's Blog – March 2014 Archive (2)

My home town

My home town is silver and shimmer, seagull cries and echoes. It lies at the end of a long road that twists and coils through hills and valleys.
 
My home town is small, but vast. No one lives there, but everyone is from there. It is filled with ghosts of generations long gone who stand on street corners waiting for buses, queue patiently at the…
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Added by Sara Davies on March 31, 2014 at 1:51 — No Comments

Muddy Puddles

When you stand in a muddy puddle, you are a giant, a world destroyer, a builder. You leave an imprint that moulds and creates. But as you leave that imprint disappears. Slowly and by degrees.  

My hometown's muddy puddle is changing. Parts of it have disappeared completely: existing now only as memories. Slowly, their imprint disappears. 

There is only my mum left to bind me to my hometown now. There are so few people left who remember me. My imprint is…

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Added by Sara Davies on March 23, 2014 at 9:50 — No Comments

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