keeper of the bones
they do not make for reading chairs; these piles of bone.
they do not make for reading chairs; these piles of bone.
There is a sin tax On my syntax. The [...]
After my er... theatric rendering of Kroes, a poem by Parasputin, I challenged him to interpret one of my writings.
When I'm feeling particularly useless, I type random words into my Gmail search and read the regurgitated chat archives.
It's not that I don't want you. Almighty Forbid. [...]
it was a fault of shortsight.
The audio renderings of selected poems in mp3 format (a pocket voice recorder makes for low production value).
This will pick at the knots of your years [...]
Sometimes I kick geriatrics in the shins in the dark of half-price cinema.