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A Pointy Reckoning
A Pointy Reckoning
She had blonde hair
and beautiful, blue, eyes
and these were far more
Innocent times.
Comprehensive,
seventy six,
before we left
for adulthood.
I was seventeen
and made to look fifty,
she was a year younger
and made to look black.
In a school
in West Yorkshire
we had no black girls
in the sixth form
and the only w...
Monday 9th May 2016 11:54 pm

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