CHOCOLATE FACE

If you take your selfie from above your neck doesn’t look so crap. Unless you’re 23 of course… In which case snap away…

Hello again,

It’s me, reading a poem with a chipped front tooth and bright red lipstick on, because what the heck! It’ll be fixed next week. This is a poem called Just Eat It, from Illicit Croissants At Dawn, read while birds chirped behind me.

And now I’m off for my injections!

Enjoy the chocolate,

Lots of love,

Francesca