"She laughed when there was no joke. She danced when there was no music.
She had no friends, yet she was the friendliest person in school.
In her answers in class, she often spoke of sea horses and stars, but she did not know what a football was…
She was elusive. She was today. She was tomorrow. She was the faintest scent of a cactus flower, the flitting shadow of an elf owl. We did not know what to make of her. In our minds we tried to pin her to a corkboard like a butterfly, but the pin merely went through and away she flew.”
"I can remember
standing by the wall
and the guns shot above our heads
and we kissed
as though nothing could fall
And the shame was on the other side
Oh we can beat them, for ever and ever
Then we can be Heroes
just for one day.”