But the sun, and the ships, and the fish, and the waves. by Conyer Clayton, Conyer Clayton
But the sun, and the ships, and the fish, and the waves.
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Conyer Clayton, Conyer Clayton
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But the sun, and the ships, and the fish, and the waves.

Conyer Clayton, Conyer Clayton

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But the sun, and the ships, and the fish, and the waves, Conyer Clayton's follow-up to her award-winning debut, We Shed Our Skin Like Dynamite, is a collection of prose poems that employs surrealism, humour, and body horror to cope with CPTSD, ass...

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