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reads like she was writing about me…

September 3, 2004


Gill was writing about herself and a few other members of her publishing house, but she could have been writing about me: Never Trust A Poet We have no clear boundaries, wear our hearts on the outside, protect them with irony; absorb love through our pores, obsessive osmosis. We internalise, catalyse, exude you onto paper. […]