Tenants of The Garden of Eden 

We were innocent  much like those first tenants in the garden of Eden ..we without shame guilt fear or a modern sense of self we lived like eagles and our inner thoughts not more advanced than that of the hag fish ..mirrors were reflections and never geniflections .we were beyond pride without arrogance we were with the gods .mother dressed us without concern for taste or fashion , her merry scissors trimmed our hair based on whatever TV programme (mainly bewitched) she had recently watched  and although most of the siblings were boys there was no reason for societal norms to dictate how her boys should look . We were like a lost tribe beyond society .It was father’s Olympus camera that introduced a kind of boitrius it was not a sweet delicious desert wine that it created so at the tender age of 15  were spat out of our shangri la and so I asked mother if that autumn I might discard my rather airy and liberating gingham dresses but more importantly if the bob  could desist from that moment on .


About mauricewoconnell

Maurice OConnell is a Creative based in Cornwall concentrating on Writing and Unique theatrical appearances.. He continues to imagine a world twice as exciting and dangerous than it could possibly ever be View all posts by mauricewoconnell

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