Radiators [for my brother]

Painted sheets of dove white metal was usual.

He had porcelain, not bad just different,

different way to heat up or dry things.

No magnets holding photos stuck to memory,

just twine holding on odd words and phrases

and sounds. Yet memories jagged and unchronological,

popped in from time to time, sometimes like Mammie

on a Friday afternoon. A new engrossing topic,

a new coloured string to attempt to tie things in place.

Porcelain is delicate, beautiful for creative activities

but magnets just don't work. Sometimes it's best

to leave the heating off, as the memories

might burn, and crack the ceramics.

Written by Maya, age 15, as part of Youth Word Up 2017