I had spindly little ankles and growing up in Canada I couldn't skate. I was no good at any sports so was very much a pariah through those adolescent years.
The boundaries which divide Life from Death are at best shadowy and vague. Who shall say where the one ends and where the other begins?
Words have no power to impress the mind without the exquisite horror of their...
With me poetry has not been a purpose but a passion.
I wish I could write as mysterious as a cat.
“I'm selfish, impatient and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am...
A grownup is a child with layers on....
A grownup is a child with layers on.
If way to the better there be, it exacts a full look at the worst.
