/ Freddie, at last! We’ll take our secret to the grave.
—last words of Frances Weller, my great-grandmother /
It's the epigraph to this poem:
Ruderal by Katie Beswick
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/ Freddie, at last! We’ll take our secret to the grave.
—last words of Frances Weller, my great-grandmother /
It's the epigraph to this poem:
Ruderal by Katie Beswick
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—Katie Beswick
—Katie Beswick
I’m dancing, delirious—fifteen.
Mum beeps her horn
shouts,
Get in! Now!” —excerpt from “Cameo” by Katie Beswick
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I’m dancing, delirious—fifteen.
Mum beeps her horn
shouts,
Get in! Now!” —excerpt from “Cameo” by Katie Beswick
www.narrativemagazine.com/issues/narra...
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