Lagoon City

This city’s crest should be a clock With cartoon speed lines And lit fuses, their proud colours On two perpendicular … More

Wings (or the lack thereof)

I sat there chained to the floor, The room dull and depressing My wings freshly shorn And I cried, “How … More

My heart hurts Like someone’s wringing it out Trying to rid it of all the blood *sigh* I may be … More

The beginning of a line The language of a thousand constructs Clear, Music, Universal The flash of genius, Eureka!!!, The … More

Hey y’all a little back story on this piece. Anyone who’s met me knows I almost always have a few … More

This is something I wrote a few years ago after one of my many daydreams……. Do you ever have this … More