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He stretches it up from the pushchair; tiny and perfect with bright pink fingertips. Fingers splayed, he reaches for Mummy. She enfolds his in her own. Safety, warmth and comfort on a crowded bus.
She sits on a child’s bathroom stool, patiently running a paintbrush up and down each slat. She wears bright pink, plastic shoes and clothes which won’t matter if they get paint on them. As I walk past, she glances at … Continue reading
Bright pink and high-heeled. A frivolity beneath the formal clothing and white coat. The stark hospital surroundings make them stand out, much loved and lived in, against the grey plastic floor.
They burst through the fence, rushing towards light and air. Spindly shoots extended, bright pink flowers drinking in the sun.