I was a postal worker from May until July
I left because of allergies - the letters made me cry
8am on Fridays, 6am the rest
Postal for the two months
Coastal for the rest
I kept the last day's letters
Exit
Theory Of Ghosts
Stations
The Nostalgist
The King Cannot Be Found
The Index
Postal
Saints Preserve Us
Non-Fiction
Dark Ages
Dark Ages
Echoes On Ice
The Tollbooth Martyrs
On Edge
I Am the Sub-Librarian
Exit
Your Ghost
Snow Drums
Comets
Dark Horses