I’m cryingin the park againbecause I’ve got these crumbsbut the baby blackbirdwon’t take themeven though they’re right hereright herefor youfoodfor … More
Dear Little Boy who was sitting in front of me on the 214 bus yesterday who had his arm wrapped … More
“Do you want this top?” I asked, holding up a wisp of metallic fabric by its spaghetti straps. “I don’t … More
At the bus stop outside my godawful girls’ secondary school, where I have stood waiting for so many minutes, for … More
Today: Wednesday 1st of April Mood: 6 out of 10 A phrase to sum up how I feel: Too weird … More
I was in a charity shop recently, rifling through the books as usual, when I stumbled across a shiny new … More
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