A Study in Fire.

A short tale. Feel free to comment critique etc.

The Angel of Mons - Chapter thirteen

Thirteen

Mussels

‘I cannot eat these, I am allergic.’
Cherry

Queen City Of The Lakes

Rabbit Stew and Sister Elsie. Life in the San 1956

Final in the San Trilogy 1956
Cherry

Summer in the San' 1956

2nd in the trilogy Life in The San'1956 Edited Version
Cherry

The First Day In The TB Sanatorium 1956

This is the first in a trilogy of poems about my days in the TB San' 1956

And I know if I do say "Black"

And I know if I do say "Black" It is eternal so Each yesterday evolves tomorrow Into a bleaker, weaker sorrow It is infernal woe These silences are thunder-hearted I cannot raise my lids

Just a Word...

Just a word Two Or a few Nothing further from intellect and emotion and HOWL They'll break your heart Shat-shattered, empty Little feeling Like the day in September

Gravity

Do you know how people say they wish they were in an alternate world? Then float...

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