Monkey in a tree
I spent most of my time in Pretoria when I wasn't at school up a tree with a book. The tree was above a small...
Read more arrow_forwardI spent most of my time in Pretoria when I wasn't at school up a tree with a book. The tree was above a small...
Read more arrow_forwardWe puttered up the hill in the little black Morris Minor My mother and I. The trees hung listless in the heat. Dusty; dry. My...
Read more arrow_forwardI sat awkwardly in a spare bedroom Balancing my books on a curved dressing-table Eating a plate of small things on toothpicks Trying to concentrate...
Read more arrow_forwardMy plait lies hot and heavy on my back As I bend my head to the book And pick up the pen. Outside the African...
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