Dec 14, 2024 | Fiction, Poetry |
There must be a wound!No one can be this hurtand not bleed. How could she injure me so?No marksNo bruises Worse!People say ‘My, you’re looking well’…..God help me!She’s mummified me -ALIVE!
Nov 23, 2024 | Fiction, Geekery |
Today is his four hundredth and thirty-fourth day in space, a tally arrived at over three different missions. He keeps close count. Of this mission it’s day eighty-eight. In a single nine-month mission there are in total roughly five hundred and forty hours of morning...
Aug 17, 2024 | Fiction, Poetry |
Every day so lovely, shining,up and down, the Sultan’s daughterwalked at evening by the water,where the white fountain splashes. Every day the young slave stoodby the water, in the evening,where the white fountain splashes,each day growing pale and paler. Then the...