One In A Hundred #10

Golden puppies with soft fur wriggling warm on your lap. Dressing up in too many blingy necklaces and a slick backwards cap. We’ll hit the city and it’s a laugh. Life can be a laugh. Focus. Hard work for a dream shining bright in the future. White coat, black buttons. A hug that spins you…

One In A Hundred #9

Anticipation. The elegant sweep of the red velvet curtain swishing back and the glint of a golden bannister. There can be beauty in the smallest of moments and there she is, perfect in centre stage. Shoes that glitter and paint stained hands. One hundred miles an hour and then suddenly still. A whirlwind of royal…

One In A Hundred #8

Bright pink bubble-gum contrasting against charcoal pavement. Hugs that rock like a boat at sea. Once she drove an hour to hang out with me and when she arrived I was still asleep. She wasn’t even mad – she brought me a bakery breakfast. Pop songs that make you want to dance or fall in…

One In A Hundred #7

Personify love, electricity, the perfect poached egg. Envision the warmth of a hug or the way the sun intensifies the colour of flowers in summer as a person. She is that person. Raucous laughter, blue eye shadow, “How much is the cheapest rosé?” Unloved clothing re-loved and layered like an art form, creating beauty out of…

One In A Hundred #6

The universe is so big and we want to know everything. Exploring bigger, stars and oceans. Smaller, sunshine orchards and tiny dungarees. There is so much to do all of the time because the past is lingering as close as the future and we want to hold both. So when it’s raining we are out there…

One In A Hundred #5

Picture movement: skipping, hopping, running, never stopping until our footsteps are a familiar kind of rhythm. Keep going. We’re moving so fast because we have places to be and we have people to see. Jump. The cool spray of water exploding upwards as you catapult yourself into the water. Have you ever cared so much…

One In A Hundred #4

She’s so beautiful. Ethereal. The blue of the sky against the curve of the clouds. Or the reflection of sunlight on ice, cool to the touch, but sparkling so brightly: yellow, gold, pink reflecting wildly. Our world is a glitter storm. Or a page torn from a colouring book. Colour pencil shades. Soft denim blue…

One In A Hundred #3

Pink nail polish and flowery skirts with lacy edges. Blue eyes, crop tops, tanned skin with a sunshine glow. Tied shoe laces and then go. Running through the rain, mud, sand. Sunburnt shoulders and dirt streaked faces but we’re laughing because the air is sweet on our tongues and it tastes like adventure. Here we’re…

One In A Hundred #2

We’re going so fast. Our hearts are beating to the rising rhythm of the bass and wind is pooling in our eyes and tugging our hair. The city lights are a golden blur above us. UV glowing white on our teeth, screaming the lyrics over the beat. You will never outdance us. White waffle caterpillars, we are…

One in a Hundred #1

Blue flowery duvets and flannel sheets. Once we argued over who got to be Violet Baudelaire and didn’t speak to each other for an eternity, or five minutes – they were the same thing back then. Blisters on hands, faces painted like queens, cut legs from hiding in the flax. “We started that game, it’s…