Afterwards, because he was sorry, he used to buy me flowers – yellows, purples, the colour of bruises. Nobody buys me flowers any more.
@ClareKirwan used to be a magician’s assistant but rarely jumps out of empty boxes any more.
by Clare Kirwan
Afterwards, because he was sorry, he used to buy me flowers – yellows, purples, the colour of bruises. Nobody buys me flowers any more.
@ClareKirwan used to be a magician’s assistant but rarely jumps out of empty boxes any more.