love
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man, young, finds himself on holiday
Poetry
at the borrowdale inn • in search of munros • ocean eyes
this is my hand
Poetry
Oh my sweetest deity / You make me want things / I want to be a good person / A whole person
Hungry
Poetry
I want you to love me / The same way I want to party / Recklessly, recklessly, recklessly.
The Step I Sit on in Your Kitchen
Whilst The Moon
Poetry
Through the glass and past the willow, Mumbling lines into soft white pillows, I see at last the calmness in her cheeks
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