She called him Luke

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He arrived a squalling scrap of humanity,
fatherless with a child mother,
in a world of runaways scrabbling for existence.
Wrapped in a T shirt clamped
to a scrawny breast he suckled, eyes unfocused,
amid the stench of poverty and squalor.
Dawn's hard bright light and another bundle
of detritus in a darkened corner,
the remains of two brief lives.
She'd loved him and called him Luke.

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Esperanza_HidalgoEsperanza_Hidalgoover 13 years ago
This is just a show stopper

I'm gonna tweet this beauty. My jaw dropped at the words. Just wonderful Annie.

fridayamfridayamover 13 years ago
There is a hard world encompassed here

but beautifully sketched in the minimum words. Ty

buttersbuttersover 13 years ago
oh my word, annie

i think this might be one of my favourites of yours! so visual, so stark ... that line 'Dawn's hard bright line' is a kicker, and the piece's darkness is given a little tenderising with your final line. well done, this was so worth reading, i'm glad i got to :rose: