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Roller Skates
At the back of a cupboard
worn out like the princesses’ dancing shoes.
I flick cracked wheels
and remember the first time
clutching at doors and fences,
I wanted to be Sonia Henjie.
Soon, balanced,
I belonged with the tribe.
Twilight deepened
over Clepstone Avenue and Birchgate Road,
bungalow curtains drawn tight,
wirelesses tuned in.
Tall as gods
we were flying.
The shoal turned from dark to silver
in the moonlight.
We moved together, a cool machine,
ballbearings in harmony,
then spun out into the unknown
spiralling Van Gogh stars.
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