Ripples

Ripples
Standing, half crouched on the edge of a fountain at the war memorial in Kilmainham. Somewhere not too far away, a kid with a puzzled look on his face stares intently at me. Farther away, a father not paying attention kicks a ball. Moments later, the sound of a child catching a ball with the back of his head. Re-meter, focus, shoot. Ok buh bye then.

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