Tag: demonstration
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THE MORNING AFTER THE NIGHT BEFORE
She could hear her mother’s voice from the grave, ‘Is it worth it?’ The world tilts out of kilter. Sun sears her eyeballs. Cool tarmac against her face. Shards of broken green glass. A dent in a red metal bin. Memories of the night before. Anger and hatred. Standing firm. Too slow to run. Her…
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VEILED
The veil had been lifted. She had seen the demonstrations, the protests. They had spread from America, all the way across the ocean to her doorstep. At first she didn’t understand. This wasn’t a problem here. The police didn’t do things like that here. People were treated equally here. Her black friends never spoke about…
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A MORNING STROLL THROUGH A BRITISH TOWN
The snow was turning to slush and melting away, the festive decorations hung limply. The long winter with little to look forward to stretched ahead, like the dark main street at dawn. He liked walking around the town in the early morning. It reminded him of how it used to be. The old shop fronts,…
Iain Kelly 