a night drained brain twitches
mid spasm and geysers
me some mini
doll’s echo still rattles
one hand on my heart,
other clutchin’ our
So, it’s been five years since this little site began. I don’t often connect with readers outside of the comments section but this does not diminish my appreciation for those who take the time to engage with my thoughts, through all their colourful and jarring incarnations.
Browsing the archives is like revisiting an awkward yearbook photo. It’s nostalgic and cringe inducing at points. 🙂
So, enough me talk.. let’s go write…. and thanks again.