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by Chloe Jacobs

We work in silent tandem as I,
A spray of warm citrus,
work open skin and you
Lick sugared History from your spoon

“I mean, is it worth it?”
As I work life back into my hands,
you, the sheen of rain on a cheekbone,
nod towards them, long limb over short.

Stolen milk dilutes my tea as you,
a joke under a fold of plastic, recline,
and he, a blossom-fall of neon post-it notes,
smiles, hard.


The Poor Print

The Oriel College Newspaper. Run by students, with contributions from the JCR, MCR, and SCR & Staff. Current Executive Editors: Tom Davy, Joanna Engle and Chris Hill

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