I lack a poem to post for you today. A year ago, I wrote them once a week. Half I put here. The rest I hid away, Because I saw the words I wrote were weak. Continue reading
I lack a poem to post for you today. A year ago, I wrote them once a week. Half I put here. The rest I hid away, Because I saw the words I wrote were weak. Continue reading
every day another story
Musical theatre, books and tea!
Blurring the lines between poetry and prose
Word-Experimentalist
...always be Batman.
To write with numbers -- code with pen and ink
Fencing, coaching, and other random thoughts
An anti-miserabilist approach to historical cooking
