Poverty by Marijo Thompson

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Cornflakes for dinner again. With water, since Dad used the last of the milk in his tea. Tastes like sugary waterlogged confetti, gets stuck between my teeth. I eat it by candlelight, pretend I’m camping....

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Marijo Thompson
Marijo Thompson
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