A random image on the internet: Intended to show the hopelessness of people caught in…
Year: 2021
Of my poem “Consummation’s Colours” I said, “it was a time I shall never forget”….
I see a cartridge in the gutter, maybe a .32 Or a 9mm, a typical…
‘I don’t know… you come home from your firm’s do, obviously a little merry,…
The midnight toll passed hours ago, it’s time to crawl into a cold bed,…