She said unexpectedly that she loved me and would let me touch her.

For you are here, and everywhere where like- minded spirits read your words.(breathe them, eat them)

if i knew what it was it would be great. dont you ever have times what you feel a bit happy, for no resason. well i think this is what this is about. please let me know what you think

What pushed me to write about the python is the fact that the python has been left out in so many children stories.I have read about the Hare,the Hyena and many others but not about the python.

With words I speak my doubt, What can I say all hollowed out. Of yet to see and not to. In desperation my thoughts continue. A ruptured task, I'm surely past. All that I knew would never last.

Sinclair activated his Boosting Unit for a second time and gently pushed the Primo on a trajectory into the earths atmosphere and watched him burn…

He said he was a poet and I believed him, fool that I am. All that talk about the gentle coiling of hair around hair was just talk. Just words made up.

A thirteen year old boy struggles to cope with incongruous emotions whilst on a Majorcan pedalo excursion . An encounter with nature provides an ineffable glimpse into the future.