This poem is taken from Stand 228, 18(4) December 2020 - February 2021.

Jilly O'Brien Four Poems
Simon Armitage stole a girlfriend off me once

which meant nothing to fresh Dewsbury
clutching GCSE’s and a Saturday bus

route to the hillside crest, alone on Scar Lane
drawn on windows, made of stone
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