Were I there, leaning against a London building's
filthy stonework, gazing by chance into a street
at the moment of this carriage's transit
from the city, its long exhalation toward Hampstead,
I'd w…
Were I there, leaning against a London building's
filthy stonework, gazing by chance into a street
at the moment of this carriage's transit
from the city, its long exhalation toward Hampstead,
I'd w…
Rachel Cusk photo courtesy the author.
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