Posted on March 20, 2016 / Micropoetry Trapped A fire of sharp flames, A storm of dull fears, Playing fated games; Trapped for countless years. [....] Read More00 Tweet Share
Posted on February 21, 2016 / Poetry Bottled Red blindfold and green sparks, Fast jazz and dancing free, Soft wine and wilted parks, Yet another draftee. Capture me, my muses, Bottle my fates for joy. In ecstasy and abuses, Forbidden whipping boy.[....] Read More00 Tweet Share