Poetry
Published on May 10, 2016
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Hiding In The Bathroom The Morning After

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‘Well you know of course

when you know who closes a door

he always opens a window.’

Except I’ve been eating on too many pizzas,

and I’m not sure the hips puberty gave me

are going to get through that narrow opening

without some serious grazing

and attracting the neighbour’s attention

when he goes looking for the wounded animal

dying over the other side of the fence.

At this point you remind me it’s a metaphor,

that you’re not talking about the bathroom window

above the toilet in Francis? Matthew? Thomas?

Definitely Thomas.

The bathroom window above Thomas’s downstairs loo.

In your eyes there’s no choice but to hike up my knickers

and make the most of where last night got me,

breakfast and all

and perhaps it might turn out

that this window

is less of a window,

and more like a door.

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I fancied trying to write something a bit more light hearted tonight. If anyone has any constructive criticism I’d really appreciate it.

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Carol Forrester is a twenty-four year old writer trying to be a better one. Don’t ask her what her hobbies are because the list doesn’t get much beyond, reading, writing and talking about the same. She has a 2:1 BA degree in history from Bath Spa University and various poems and stories scattered across the net. Her flash fiction story ‘Glorious Silence’ was named as River Ram Press’ short story of the month for August 2014 and her short story ‘A Visit From The Fortune Teller’ has been showcased on the literary site Ink Pantry’s. Most recently, her poem ‘Sunsets’ was featured on Eyes Plus Words, and her personal blog Writing and Works hosts a mass of writing from across the last five years. She has been lucky enough to write guest posts for sites such as Inky Tavern and Song of The Forlorn and is always open to writing more and hosting guest bloggers here on Writing and Works. With hopes of publishing a novel in the next five years and perhaps a collection or two of smaller works, Carol Forrester is nothing if not ambitious. Her writing tries to cover every theme in human life and a lot of her work pulls inspiration from her own eccentric family in the rural wonders of Shropshire life.

32 Comments

  1. lillian says

    Oh chuckling I am. Love this personna hiking up her knickers! 🙂 A wonderful take on the prompt. Love the “voice” of it! 🙂

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  6. Charley says

    I laughed out loud — not some sniveling lol, but the real thing. Glad I’d swallowed my snack before I read this!

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  9. Catherine M James says

    Haha had me giggling 🙂 Just one constructive point of note: defiantly or definitely Thomas? It’s one of those tricky ones that slips through spellcheckers because defiantly is a word, it just means something else.
    Damned hips 😉 seriously made life less flexible.

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  14. katiemiafrederick says

    SMiLes.. i’LL
    go doubting
    Thomas route
    iN opTioNaL
    goSpel.. aWay
    HeRe froM SAint
    Francis.. Matthew..
    All the rest..
    now
    Thomas
    iS
    coR
    recT..
    makE
    best noW
    oF aLL
    doors
    opeN
    NoW..
    don’t waiT..
    WinDow fALLs..:)

    Reply

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