“At school, I couldn't help but grin. At home, something ripped under my skin when I smiled, trying to pretend that everything… — Andrea Ashworth School Copy Share Image
“A poem was a box for your soul. That was the point. It was the place where you could save bits of… — Andrea Ashworth Poetry Copy Share Image
“A poem was a box for your soul. That was the point. It was the place where you could save bits of… — Andrea Ashworth Poetry Copy Share Image
