Time and Memory


I woke this morning with all the intention of having a good old rant and rave about the madness of what I heard yesterday but in hindsight I think I may have got it wrong. Or got mixed up. Lost it in translation somewhere. Taken it out of context et al.

This is what I wrote on this day this time last year – There’s me last ever visit over and done with. Dad and Stephen were here, the first two to visit me in HMP Lewes nearly six years ago, finally this gives closure to them too. This was the first time I sat to my Dad’s right. He was wearing a loose fitting top and I tried not to stare at the scar on his neck, left behind from his surgery. God, we were talking about keeping emotions and frustrations and anger in check and it gets a…

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About micsirwin

I'm a Postgraduate student at Queens studying Criminology, writer, poet and lover of integrity, dignity, respect and morality
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