fly away from the flames, young ones
fly, foolish, fearful children! fly, cast away the shackles that try to hold you down to the ground and spread your raven wings and think not of silly things…
Hopeless Disguise
Just minimum wage lovers in life like the weather, I’m over with words, and moving on in lines. In crowded London streets; a dim light skyline. A chorus of…
Independence of the Heart
A continuing conversation filled the flame-scented air of the library. Overstuffed, paisley patterned armchairs dotted the room, but only two were treated to…
You Don't Always Need Protection
When Anya was just 20 months, she learned to climb the ladder at her favourite park. It was a curved ladder, half a letter U made with many mini U-shaped…