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Foxes cachinnate Into the infant day Her dreams are circumfused Into milk way She catches a glimpse of a sunbeam tardigrade He grieves for his youth...

Before the taxi arrived, I snuck in a wee question to see if it would win me anything to sleep comfortably with. I knew it wouldn’t by then, but I’d...

Jade told me to ask if Deb knew that she’d already read the adolescent epic. Deb answered: ‘Of course’ , the way Deb does. Deb had been apologizing...

I've rifled through all of it - I promise you, time and again. Packages placed all precariously up, Lying this way and that way in *Every* corner of...

Poem in honour of International Women's Day - today. In memory of Bee who was the epitome of this poem and my inspiration.

please dont be a Grammer NAZI im only writing this for fun as i have mentioned Set in a sealed off city of Kawashima (about 200 miles east of Japan's Coast). A story of two boys Nicholas Edward Dean (or N.E.D for short) and Chris Chambers (Nicknames Vary) on an adventure to kill monsters and set the city free from the Gov't and it's Police Unit 'HIM' (Hunters Make Monters.....Yea i know it doesnt match but its funny sooo shhhh).......and not get captured and sent to THE ROOM! (details for THE ROOM!...TBA)

Fond memories of an old friend. An old forgotten poem. I is a Cider Drinker down yer in Zummerzet, living in the West Cuntree do wish 'ee' all the...

Never have I known, or will know again a more beautiful soul. Her love and devotion unrivalled and pure. Not knowing the limit of her life was the...

There are two boxes in my attic. It is so gloomy I can’t make out where the walls are, but the space around me speaks of vastness; my footsteps echo...