Lost from sight where planting and cleared scrub
Give on the ride, a plantation to the right
Opposite, unmanaged coppice bolting skywards
But her bell heard, its tinkling travelled ahead’
Free Running Bitch, Andrew Crozier
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I'm a writer and poet. My first novel, All the Dogs, appeared in 2008, and was described by Niall Griffiths as 'a stirring debut, a compellingly written tract on the importance of finding a place on the earth.' My fiction has appeared in London Noir, Crimewave, Black Static and 3AM. I live in London, where, amongst other things, I teach Creative Writing for the Open University. https://absenceclub.com
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