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A I R

  

Never draw in blue biro 

you can’t erase your mistakes. 

She yelled.

 

In that sticky blue I boldly wrote AIR below the embroidered swoosh.

This was no mistake

now, they were real.

 

Got the Nikee’s on today then? 

He’s noticed my trainers.

30 years has passed,

I’ve come to say goodbye.

 

This time the AIR is real.

No AIR, no entry, 

I’ve been accepted. 

 

I don’t want my kids to have shit trainers 

He said, they’ll get the piss taken out of them at school.

 

Three days later, he was gone.