
Letters from Lockdown 41: Harriet Evans
To the hallway of my uni flat, Day forty-something of lockdown, and I suppose it makes sense that I’ve started […]
To the hallway of my uni flat, Day forty-something of lockdown, and I suppose it makes sense that I’ve started […]
for your days to be warm june breeze days well-toasted christmas eve days rainy four pm sundays surprise ‘no class!’ […]
tonight she used a face scrub a carefully measured amount of that fancy moisturiser a routine so self-conscious that it […]
inside of me i have been told there is so much to make much of but in so much as […]