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Kelwyn Sole
GAMES
GAMES
GAMES
To play in the rain is to be jostled and bruised by the bony shoulders of the dead, impatient to touch a ball, or a child.To play in the rain is to follow your own footsteps as they explode into spatterings of mud, and still not care where you\'re going.
To play in the rain is to dodge between the gropings of your mother’s voice, and know you belong to nobody.
To play in the rain is the beginning of your story, without a care to wonder where it will all end.
To play in the rain is to rub your body up against each season in turn. Until, one day, you discover winter.
© 2006, Kelwyn Sole
From: Land Dreaming
Publisher: UKZN Press, Pietermaritzburg
From: Land Dreaming
Publisher: UKZN Press, Pietermaritzburg
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GAMES
To play in the rain is to be jostled and bruised by the bony shoulders of the dead, impatient to touch a ball, or a child.To play in the rain is to follow your own footsteps as they explode into spatterings of mud, and still not care where you\'re going.
To play in the rain is to dodge between the gropings of your mother’s voice, and know you belong to nobody.
To play in the rain is the beginning of your story, without a care to wonder where it will all end.
To play in the rain is to rub your body up against each season in turn. Until, one day, you discover winter.
From: Land Dreaming
GAMES
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