My brother who wasnt even a year younger inside my cot, crying next to me, I am looking at the window a seagull comes close swooping past I can see the sea beyond.

My mother enters gives me a toothbrush. At night I look at the pretty seaside lights swaying in the wind. From the bathroom window I see plenty of lights that illuminate rooms sometimes I see people in their houses moving around climbing stairs brushing there teeth like I must. Are they like me I wonder.