Lead us not into temptation by Isabella Dunsby
“cheers” is it the tinkle of bottle meeting giddiness or the clinking of my bones because i’m cold. is it the stories of drunken delicious biting in neon-litten nightclubs, sneaking ...
Read MorePosted by admin | Jun 10, 2023 | Hand Picked, Poetry
“cheers” is it the tinkle of bottle meeting giddiness or the clinking of my bones because i’m cold. is it the stories of drunken delicious biting in neon-litten nightclubs, sneaking ...
Read MorePosted by admin | May 28, 2023 | Hand Picked, Poetry
you walk at an angle but won’t let me pull the left backpack strap ...
Read MorePosted by admin | May 10, 2023 | Hand Picked, Poetry
I love you in the rose petal’s powder in the knife’s pearl handle I love you in the sunbeam in the puddle after rain Photography by: Mat Ranson on Unsplash
Read MoreDown at the early morning stream where dad took his bucket for minnows,...
Read MorePosted by admin | Mar 20, 2023 | Hand Picked, Poetry
the dial hums halfway between proselytic gibberish and the morning news and i hear...
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