marles writes

If someone had to write a novel about me, I'd want it to be Kureishi.

Month: December, 2011

Seven Years On

I no longer sleep with my head under the covers.


We Both Spoke The Words (A Mother’s Gift)

I was eight years old and fed up with being scared. She was twenty-three and more incapable than someone her age should be. Did what he said without question because disobedience came at a price. I remember when I first told her that ‘something has to change’. She slapped me across the face and sent me off to bed. Kept me in that room for a year until, one day, she said it, too. ‘Something has to change.’ I got to my feet and grabbed our bag; she let me out of the door and locked it behind me.