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VRL Thonger

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I'll write a poem every day, might be tiny but it'll be complete.


A roar in the background (the raku kiln heating up), a tui singing. I'm holding my phone tightly and swiping.. As soon as he walks in I fold: Have you heard? At London Bridge? He knows by my voice what I mean. We scan our screens. One's home safe, the other's out, could be anywhere. She left her phone on the bus last week, can't call. I phone the club where she works, don't care if it's uncool. Not working tonight. I've already messaged some of her friends, they're not sure. Minutes later there's a ping and I'm running to the shed. Her mate writes: she's working in Hackney tonight, safe, nowhere near. In my mind's eye her happy selfie at London Bridge, another day, another year.

Day 14 What lucky feels like

London is my home city. The two people dearest to us live in its heart.