Poets

We meet the family at funerals. We're never as transparent as when we mourn and tell measured anecdotes

You should not open closed drawers: they were locked for a reason, having now found the key is a happenstance you can ignore.

I bought the ‘Ballad of the Sad Café' from her, after having almost passed as a book thief, touching books without looking at them, while I circled from all