Monday, August 15

21 candles

i wanted to call in sick that night because i am sentimental still 

birthdays carry the ghost of the child i was & the ways my parents loved me like 

opening chords & yolks overeasy maple
haloing angel
cake the time it takes
to wrap a bike in
patterned paper
(which as we all know is forever)

but the house mum insisted & besides they were short on girls so i went in anyway & this was good because i made around 500 pounds & i was all pitted & hollowed & high & lovely

a good amount of money for two
hours work it was my birthday &
that was how it should be see i got   exactly what i deserved

Photo by Angèle Kamp on Unsplash