dreaming of byron bay
It's a pity that the old Byron Astra is now just another pub full of posers and old men spinning fabulous lies and lowly mistruths.
Posts tagged ‘Clarke’s Beach’
Jun 16
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the house at the top of the pass. mrs brown
Mrs. Brown is home, and is watering her roses in the windless heat up there.
And a barefoot youth runs up at her from the road, he is wild eyed and blowing from some massive exertion, his t-shirt is crimson with dried blood
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