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'Full of such sensual detail that to read it is to breathe it in.'
- Jo Shapcott [review, Greyhound Night Service]

Is it spring or is it summer?

Mix tapes

'like a slow fire burn'

The sound of silence

Moods that take me and erase me...

Journey into the new year

'With tuppence for paper and strings, you can have your own set of wings'

'And things we're all too young to know'...