No. 8 · Crossroads
The Lost Generation
Alienated adults remember happier times Or are rose-tinted memories realigned? Student rooms were once full of laughter From teenage friends who could live forever. Those halcyon…
No. 9 · TracksLabyrinth
I escape from the house after another spiteful argument, my only solace the conifer labyrinth. Bracken-lined bridleways are the narrow paths we follow, past a lonely…