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  • Writer: Amanda Riddell
    Amanda Riddell
  • Oct 17, 2024
  • 1 min read

I walked past Brougham St., Mt. Victoria. Where I used to live So many years ago. The birds flocked to town during the pandemic. That tiny third storey balcony


Where we got

shit-faced. Or yoga with Sarah.

And mushrooms with Sam.

Words written across retaining walls

about March 19 Kia kaha.


Amanda Riddell

October 2024

 
 
 

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