On Friday at South Street Poets Café I read a poem about driving to Croydon/Crystal Palace, the futility of doing so and what you can do if and when you get there.
On Friday at South Street Poets Café I read a poem about driving to Croydon/Crystal Palace, the futility of doing so and what you can do if and when you get there.
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