SMILE
Nov 04, 2021
1 minute
Flash fiction by Clare O’Brien
Illustration by Jemima Ruby
t feels like I’ve been standing here for years. Stuck behind the plastic ramparts, permanently besieged. Before, they used to crowd around me, thirsty with need. Now they’re more ordered. They come
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