Shells (Juliet Wilson Poems)
(Morecombe Bay February 2004) Grey skies, cold and bitter wind a share of a damp mattress in an unheated room. ...
(Morecombe Bay February 2004) Grey skies, cold and bitter wind a share of a damp mattress in an unheated room. ...
Your fields are empty now. Only your ghosts dance while cranes of another kind dance cities into being. All that ...
Strange how deep under her skin he is. She only knows him through his distant admiration across darkened dance-floors and ...
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