Opaque and thick sheets. Wrap up the glass soldier, while the rest of the roll of plastic gets dipped in red. The eyes, like moss. xxxxx
Opaque and thick sheets. Wrap up the glass soldier, while the rest of the roll of plastic gets dipped in red. The eyes, like moss. xxxxx
writing as a way of life
My ramblings poems and musings enjoy or not no pressure
The varied thoughts of a millennial modern linguist.
Talking about real things
Poetry and Poems
All that is me!
CRIME WRITER
Fabulously Refined/Wildy Inappropriate
A home for the stories and poems that got away.
I Kill My Own Spiders
character limited descriptions kind of give me anxiety
A few new poems every week. Haikus on Sundays.