Likes the words and old things.
Here’s a selection of my writing, poems and prose to tickle your fancy. What’s the criteria…
1.Capture ghosts in bell jars, glowing bright like fireflies. Use the ghosts to guide the way along the storm shore…
The jumble of mismatched skeleton keys hang from the corner of the dusty hallway mirror, part of the landscape of home…
sometimes there’s the messes we makeand sometimes there’s the messes we inherit
Beyond the wall of windows, cherry blossoms drift high in the air. Wind outside catches the petals, setting them alight…
Ever since you left, I can empathise with ghosts, even fall in love with them. Unattainable, distant, fantastical ghosts — my…
