Mister Moon

я не сграда прекрасный. Nope. 

The green is alarming.
skeins of lucid translucent insects
cheliceratal, demon like
slyly unfurled, poised for flight
cluster at every street corner.
Restless.
rustle in the breeze bringing the rain,
heralds the patter of crickets, wraps
rumours dull murmurs around the trunks.
nestles in the bark.

A passer by wraps herself around a thick tome,
nestles in her anorak hood
against the drizzle, still
spring comes in her step.
breathes, sighs 
shyly peeks through her eyelashes
like branches.
a net for the sinking sickle moon
caught by the fierce brash sun 

and then
ponds of light firework in broad
daylight beneath every crouching
arc in the landscape,
enquiring after sunlight

She glances back, colour blinded
seeing red-burn in a sea of green.
it burns in her eyes and crawls down
her spine
a vivid shiver
comes alight and rests in her heart.

A starling alights on a fresh cut branch. 

teetering on the half-light
tip, last night drains out
glugging down to the skyline,
silt of yesterday smudged on our periphery.
souls caught in the plughole are
fished out
hung and dried up, once sobered up
trail a floury finger smudge over the duck egg dawn. 

• Exam factory:
  every staff member tells you how important it is to achieve. But not just any achievement is okay- it must be through taking an exam and must serve the higher purpose of getting a highly paid mainstream job. Are we ALL going to be executives? No! There aren’t even enough positions available if we did want them!
  Expectations are unrealistic. People with fewer than 5 A*’s are made to question why they didn’t do so well and made to feel bad when there are all these opportunities in sixthform for high achievers at gcse.
  
  
• Individuality Crushers:
  watch the majority become molded from earnest, diverse, individually thinking and curious girls in year 7 to materialistic, socially ignorant, goal pressured girls with overblown egos and STILL ignorant of feminism (should especially be taught as an all girls school) towards the end of year 11. ‘Alternative’ or ‘free thinking’ people are often marginalised. 
  
  
• Unsupportive:
  any achievements made outside the exam hall must fit into a limited criteria outlined by the school. ‘SHS: valuing personal best, respect…’ my arse. They do not acknowledge or respect personal achievements such as (e.g.) navigating through unfamiliar town alone/ showing courage in a social context, resulting in progress with anxiety/ compromising with a narrow minded classmate/ coming to love your own body/ putting up with Senior Staff member without throwing a punch
  
  BASICALLY THEY’RE REALLY BAD 

Heather and I were having fun (!) in a music practice room… that had a window through into a lesson room. The teacher and pupil had their backs to the window, but every now and again the cheeky-faced year 7 would turn around to look and pull suggestive faces at us. Eventually we came to notice this, and thus commenced a soundproofed, secretive battle of sexy looks whenever his teacher was distracted.

And then the teacher turned around to catch all three of us in the act- giggled, tried to look outraged, giggled again, and dismissed the lesson.

1. How/ why was the Guggenheim prize for spoken French awarded to me? (I do no work.)

2. Why is it a German name for a French prize?

3. Why is SHS so shit?

4. Is it acceptable to go along to the prize ceremony just for free cake?