Tuesday, April 22, 2014

Books and Brooklyn

Philosophy and onto a journal received for Christmas, as my other one is falling to bits....

Flowers of evil, TS Eliot, Philip Larkin= lots of poetry. 
It's something frankly that I don't tell many people: that I am slightly obsessive about poetry and write a lot of my own! I need to find a poetry pal. We can get wankered on Rose and read to each other beneath the trees by the sea...

my love all snuggly and warm


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