PROMPTS
The slowly developing art of living alone
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I can't remember your smile
Speaking French is rarely a good idea
The Smell of Dog
Must we like our own poetry?
Tumour
There are good and bad murders
Yes, but what the fuck IS art?
The cities crumble but wild horses still race against the moon
Chains
Wednesday Night is Tesco's Zombie Night
To Kiss a Soldier
My wife naked
Raven v Dove, Home and Away
The splendour of perfectly bald heads
FLY
Let us burn villages, the forests, then mountains, then the rivers
I am on my knees
The twentieth
I am having a small, outrageous thought
Remember the last kiss that actually mattered?
Fog doesn't leave a mark
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