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Sport 39: 2011
Outside
page 124
Outside
No one bothers to look in:
two girls
heart’s crust intact
curiosity
in spades. The window overlooks
a small garden
where something yellow insists
on smelling of spring. The land
is already shaking
outside
it’s almost election time.
Notes
get bigger and bigger with each
mascara stroke.
Zeros get added and then
they take them off again
outside
it’s economic reforms one kiss
on the cheek
and the next it’s war.
Inside the girls know
nothing of the epicentre
nor its strength
on the Richter scale
but they can feel the tremors
outside
someone drops
a word
and the street goes up in flames.