Evonne

Down in the meadow amidst the clover, lies the grove that brings all our luck, where only poisonous yews can grow.

Forgetful Borders of the Mind

It all comes back to the same thing – what are we really other than the sum of our memories, and what are we without them?

Discovering a Book

This is about when I read The Pump House Gang by Tom Wolfe when I was 19. The book that made me want to write.
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Beautiful

Because some people find beauty where there is none to the naked eye.
Cherry

FESTIVAL HEAD

An affectionate tribute to the Freaks, Heads & Dreads it's been my pleasure to hang out with at the many festivals I've got my head together at. Cheers!

The Legend

“Come on,” the girl said, “it will be fun.” I look up at the deserted mansion. It had a sort of look like it belonged in the set of some cliché scary movie.

Daughter of the sea

If this somehow is put in your hands i personally suggest you put it down. if you don't well....your probably in for trouble.

The Groom Of Life

Life long, unto life, I am betrothed; contented with this flesh in which I’m clothed; wearing this golden ring of days with pride; happily sleeping by the Springtime’s side.
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My tribe

This is a really old book i think i wrote when i was 9 or ten i think. i copied it here from google docs.Ha...yeah its not the best.

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