top of page
Search

Your side of the bed !

Here I lay my cadaver on the edge of the bed, petrified to turn and not find you. Sheets are cold on your side, neat and untouched. I...

Living in a Coma

I drift far and close from making sentences out of my thoughts. Haven’t been at my best, I know but maybe it’s the best of my current...

Age of Innocence.

My one particular memory of childhood is a farm on the countriest of country roads. Where I spent a year or two. Big rural land at the...

Blog: Blog2
bottom of page