Eyewear is very glad to publish online a new poem by our sometime music critic, Lydia Bowden ; the poem's youthful amourous theme very much suits the summer as it sort of develops, here, in London, from overcast and muggy to some sun poking through. Bowden eating Boyfriends Girlfriends Aaron turned me into gold and Tom made me look tall but double in height was the other Tom. Nick wrote the best love letters, was more of a fling than any real thing like Daniella and I, I wonder where she went to, until I fell for Adam, lasting all of nine hand-holding, no-kissing months until it all ended with a run from a crowded room. The feelings reappeared for Alice, so I jumped into the bear arms of Will, well, that’s the end of that story. Liam ignited a fire inside of my tight fitting vest tops where video games loomed in a dark room, like a grave, so across the stree...
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