borrowing the city 12 Jan Written By Angela . Other nights there was coke.Blur.Borrowed confidence.Everything sharp.Nothing real.We walked to the train like the city was ours.Like this wasn’t temporary.Like it wouldn’t ask for itself back. Angela .
borrowing the city 12 Jan Written By Angela . Other nights there was coke.Blur.Borrowed confidence.Everything sharp.Nothing real.We walked to the train like the city was ours.Like this wasn’t temporary.Like it wouldn’t ask for itself back. Angela .
