Lockdown It’s you and the view of the lamp posts, the pressed pavements and windows, clamped cars and drains that have stopped swallowing city sewage. It’s you in the toilet taking decadent minutes to stare at soap in the cupboard of the mirror—you think of what you’re yet to examine in your bathroom. In … Continue reading Lockdown, by Beatrice Bacon
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