My little brothers sleeping on the sofa in the living room. Usually they are full of energy so it was rare to see them sleeping.
My cat watches as my Mum holds my brother on the kitchen floor. I took this picture because I was trying to take pictures from different angles.
My older brother on a laptop in the kitchen. When I took this picture my eyes still hadn’t adjusted from being outside in the sunshine.
This is a picture of my brothers and friends at my brother’s birthday party. I placed the camera on the counter and used the self-timer to take this picture.
Parents gather for a cake sale after school. I took this picture to catch my friend Antoine stuffing his mouth full of cake.
This is a picture inside a kebab shop in Hackney. The smell of kebabs attracted me into the store.
The magic blanket
The two little children are rockily sleeping
Under a magic blanket.
They rest their heads and hearts
On hard pillows.
And where they go when they dream no one knows.
They travelled to worlds of whispers and shadows.
The blanket flew them to dangerous lands.
Without maps without plans
.
Tonight they wake in the castle of death.
Stung by the furious dragon’s breath.
That burnt their clothes till there was nothing left.
And when they woke thinking it was all a dream.
And cast their minds back to last nights scene
When they defeated the dragon foe.
And when they look down they were missing a small toe.
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