A place for my hobbies, the things I write for fun when I’m not … writing.

A poem a tale about a shadow that crept along the wall it’s frail silhouettes curtain call Ta-da, it’s done the show has stopped the sun has gone, the seagulls of the surf had flown. To a new place one word of black with light shaped bullets through criss crossed in pairs so debenair the sandstorm […]