If we could tell our time is nigh,That onwards one alone is bound,I’d want to sail with you my love,Until the tide runs us aground.
Whipple T. Pants was not the most obnoxious artist the world had seen. In the late twenty-twenties, a wave of weird was…
With hindsight, I can say that immortality actually is all that it’s cracked up to be.
At dawn’s first radiant ribbonsOf rising rays is set aloftOf butterflies a flicking flowOff feather tips of dandelions.
Take this shovel, and go bury that thing where you found it. But deeper. I don’t want any of your brothers or sisters or…
When I was a kid, to everyone apart from a few billionaire geeks, the moon was boring. All the cool stuff had…
2.7 million people stood in silence in New York last Sunday, while 4.3 billion more around the world watched the…
Until the last minute I didn’t know what to do with the last night.