At the bus stop outside my godawful girls’ secondary school, where I have stood waiting for so many minutes, for … More
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poetry & prose by HLR
At the bus stop outside my godawful girls’ secondary school, where I have stood waiting for so many minutes, for … More
15 days sober I don’t miss you, or him, or anyone in particular. But my god, I miss being kissed. … More
Treacle Heart 
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