A SEPARATE WORLD | ‘Woolf at Sea’
I read of your pain, and pockets, stuffed unbearably to the brim of the sinking feeling felt when you tried and, dripping, failed how you had drowned many times before. I learnt of your struggles, thrust against the rocks, for respect and equal standing as your feet slipped and the cold muddy grey seeped in.… Read More A SEPARATE WORLD | ‘Woolf at Sea’