Speckles

SARA MASUD
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Illustration by Anna Sturgeon

by Sara Masud

An ice cream  

                           p l o p s 

        onto scorching concrete 

Saccharine 

Giddy,  

     in that kind of giggly rage 

                         

                                                        hopped? 

I don’t think I know how I got on the bus

 

                                                      did I float? 

I don’t remember looking at my feet 

               but I imagine they were there 

I see

 

the driver in his glass tank 

               There’s a touch of childhood madness in our house. 

   thuds on the bathroom door − 

laughter congeals  

around  

  the tiles 

     sulphurous silence 

                        hang 

                        on my lip

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                        infect my teeth 

                        my tongue 

 

                        my brow 

                        a sunken charcoal 

                        a stretch of eye      and lid        and temple 

 

the pavestones are thick with water 

                                                  will they dry tomorrow, d’you think? 

speckles of lime 

  peep 

between the cracks.

Sara is a filmmaker, performer and activist based in London. She is currently directing a spoken word short film; the first in a series of audio-visual poems on experiences of cultural dysphoria.