Dear Friday

HONOURABLE MENTION FROM WRITE ON ISSUE 53


BY LUCY BARGE, YEAR 11, MOUNTAIN VIEW HIGH SCHOOL

Friday, are you satisfied yet —

Your hand clamped against my mouth

So I can never scream?

Students say you are a blessing

But only a burden would make this head sink

Into the assessment papers on my desk,

Eyes shut over the due date of Friday.

You know I would be dead in your grasp

Should Saturday not overtake you

Leaving behind greasy fish ‘n’ chips

That make my stomach sick.

You laughed in my face when 

I turned up to school in navy skirt, white blouse

Only to discover it was mufti day —

Thank you kindly, Friday.

You owe me the nights that you fill with

Drunken cries, smashed bottles, screeching cars

Outside my tired window —

Holding me for as long as you can 

Until you must let go.

I fear that I will die right here

In the loathsome heart of

Friday.


This poem is a part of the Honourable Mention series, for those pieces of writing submitted to Write On Issue 53 (Summer 2019/2020) that we couldn't quite fit into the magazine.


© Write On: School for Young Writers and the poet, 2019