5 January 2012

Transplanted to childhood lunches in Toowoomba by stewed apple and custard, given pause by the last stray shards of coconut slowly found and ground between my teeth. Here, the same damp chill, but the garden so far away… still… I can still almost feel the kikuyu lawn, the fig tree’s bark, the loose red earth…

2 Responses to 5 January 2012

  1. gnunn says:

    and soon that kikuyu will be under your feet mr o. looking forward to catching up,

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