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I shall revolt tomorrow. Today I softly seethe. Tuesday is earmarked For a raft of eye rolls. Midweek an exhibition …
I shall revolt tomorrow. Today I softly seethe. Tuesday is earmarked For a raft of eye rolls. Midweek an exhibition …
Time Was (Circa the Span of a Century) Posh coffee for a fiver? Time was you could score a bag …
Right here. It has taken, and shall still take, much longer than any other being’s book in the universe to …
An ode to survival stretched between two beings which resonates back and forth. It also doubles as a rope ladder …
I need help with this new editor malarkey. It’s changed completely to the new format with blocks and such bollocks …
Ontogenesis I am cold, he said. Then wear me as a cape, she replied. And so he did, donning her, …
A wonderful poet, one of my favourites and by gum he lived a long life, 101 when he died on …
The Map His gaze traced the curve Of her concupiscent hip, Considering the swelling arc Of his own intentions as …
The Cloud Speaks on the Subject of ‘The Toll’ The terrible life events we must all endure at one time …
I am deep in edits at present, along with surviving the apocalypse. (At least the fattened Ming the Merciless has …
The below arrived a couple of days ago. Seven years since the Cloud first drifted into the blogosphere! It feels …
As many of you know Esme collects oddities. Sometimes damaged ( outer condition is a terrible way to judge worth), …
This poem was composed in 1802 for a merry party that used to meet each year at Goethe’s house, so …
Felicitations, one and all. ❤ Esme jingling everyone’s bells whilst sending smiles their way
If you found the wings story chewy, take a breath and suspend your belief (and suspenders in relief) yet further …
As most of you are aware, Esme loves a nice cup of tea with her sticky bun of an afternoon/late …
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