The words blurred into one another- every yellowed page like the one before Mysteries unfolded before my eyes Tales of old - revealing dark secrets about me Who was I? Who was I meant to be? Every yellowed page like... Continue Reading →
I cannot rest when the moon is full, it’s wintery presence keeps me wakeful. That's why I told Keith I'd meet him in the theatre parking lot at this ungodly hour. I'd never met him before-well-not in person. But when this... Continue Reading →
Smell The Coffee 