PLAYING TO THE CROWDA Poem by Terry CollettA BOY AND GIRL IN 1950S LONDON AND DOMESTIC VIOLENCEAfter boring nature study lessons with Miss Ashdown and on the walk home from school Janice said the man along the balcony of the flats where I live with my Gran blackened his wife's eyes and locked her out of their flat and she was crying and shouting to be let in and this was 4 o'clock in the morning and Gran went out there and tried to get the man to let his wife in but he wouldn't and someone phoned the police but they said it was a domestic and that she'd have to sort it out herself and so Gran let her stay at our place for the rest of the night and so she slept on our settee not that she slept much she was crying for a long while after here Janice paused by the newspaper shop and went in with you to buy some sweets with money she had over from her birthday and you had enough from your pocket money to get some bubblegum then walked on so what happened next? you asked she went back to her flat this morning and knocked on the door of her flat and he let her in by which time he had calmed down and was all over her like chickenpox as Gran said what an arse you said not what Gran would say but yes he is awful and it's not the first time either and her eyes were really bruised this morning if I thought it'd do any good you said I'd go round there and blow him away with my toy 6 shooter Janice looked at you that wouldn't help she said no I guess not you said but at least it'd show him we don't like his sort in town we don't Janice said once he dragged her along the balcony by her hair and Gran chased him with her broomstick and he rushed indoors leaving his wife on the balcony in a heap I could always fire an arrow at him as he entered the flats from the balcony you said no don't it wouldn't do any good Janice said patiently you went down the subway together and along and your words echoed along the walls especially the words he's a b*****d having that gross sound as it bounced off the walls like bullets from a gun and Janice said hush not so loud but you liked it you liked playing to the crowd. © 2013 Terry Collett |
StatsAuthorTerry CollettUnited KingdomAboutTerry Collett has been writing since 1971 and published on and off since 1972. He has written poems, plays, and short stories. He is married with eight children and eight grandchildren. on January 27t.. more..Writing
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