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Guest Post: ‘from a kitchen on ravenhill’, by Martin McKenna.

as rain sloshed everything else, you in my gut, again. i try to think about outside,   again. buck chopping board smile, the sag of my knives give away the other side. spear through to   blot bottle of wine … Continue reading

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