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It’s five-thirty in the morning. The rooks scream but I cannot see them, their sounds are vaccinations in the mist. The terraces are unlit but at one window I see a face. A young girl stares out, arms a triangle … Continue reading
Breaking news: my short flash/prose poem ‘A Flood of Endorphins‘ has now been published in The Restless Consumer and can be read here.