ALWAYS SEEMS TO LOSE.A Poem by Terry CollettAN ABUSED GIRL AND THE BOY WHO WANTS TO BE HER FRIEND IN LONDON IN 1950SHer mother cries; shouts vibrate the passageway, her father bellows four letter words that seem to pull at Enid's ears. She sits on the side of her bed half dressed, waiting for the row to end before she ventures out for breakfast and school. There's a bruise over her right eye, it fills out like a painted blob. She caresses herself against the sounds; bites her lip in anticipation of her father's return. A door slams shut; silence filters in. She can hear her mother's sobs, deep throated, gut wrenching. Enid stands up and goes to her bedroom door, peers out; he's gone; her mother's in the kitchen, sobs echoing. Enid shuts the door and gets dressed; her stomach is rumbling; her hair is in a mess; the bruise spreads like a red and blue stain. After breakfast and her mothers' silence, Enid goes off to school and meets Benny by the Square's slope. You've got a bruise. I know, banged my head against a door. Same door as last time? Benny asks. She looks back at the block of flats. Same one. Benny walks beside her as they go down the slope and onto Rockingham Street, his eyes scanning her, taking in the untidy hair, the bruise, the smell of damp cloth. What's upset your old man, now? Who says he's upset about anything? The bruise over your eye. She looks at him: the hazel eyes, the quiff of hair over his forehead, the small smile that isn't a smile, but seems like one. Accident, he didn't mean to. You're accident prone; running into doors and fists and backhanders. She stops and stares at him: not your business. Benny stares back at her: who's then? She walks on, brushing at her hair, dabbing at the bruise. She hates arguments and rows, she always seems to lose. © 2014 Terry Collett |
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Added on December 7, 2014 Last Updated on December 7, 2014 Tags: GIRL ABUSE, BOY, PARENTS, LONDON, 1950S AuthorTerry CollettUnited KingdomAboutTerry Collett has been writing since 1971 and published on and off since 1972. He has written poems, plays, and short stories. He is married with eight children and eight grandchildren. on January 27t.. more..Writing
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