Pretty much identical to my own streets Helen, although I was a good few years in front of you. I remember the streaks of blood along the carpet from the jukebox to the door in Maggie's, every Friday night.
Violence WAS normal to us. Everyone we knew was violent. I didn't question it until I ended up in court for it, pregnant at the time too.
Out of all the people I grew up with, I am the only one with a proper job, and a decent state of health, although getting this far was pretty amazing, given the journey! This poem chimes great big bells with me, as you may have guessed it would.
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Really good poem, Helen. I have never been to Glasgow but from your portrayal alone I can picture the scenes. Well done.
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Helen Elliott
Tue 12th Apr 2016 21:35
Thanks you three :)
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