three boys
‘heaven is ice-cold. it’s cloudless, absent, soul-destroying cold. a cold that sits in the crook of your chest. ’
three choir boys, learning to love and be loved for the very first time, realise that they have all fallen in love with the same person: the priest that is abusing them.
accolades for three boys :
⋆。°✩ longlisted for the bruntwood prize 2025
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