Mrs. Davis’ students were very special. They were told they were special on a daily basis. Their parents told them. The other teachers told them (as they should). Television presenters reminded them of just how special they were. The adverts in between the television programs they endlessly watched reminded them…

At times carefully at time carelessly I gather all the pieces the pieces of something that seems known to me long ago I knew it by heart I put the pieces together mixing them with what I already recalled   The heaviness gives me rhythm that pressing bends my bones…