Ten years a Tumblr-er.
A short play
Don’t just like things! Like things WITH people!
Matter in the sink.
“You’re being exploited, do you know that?” I said.
She's not psychic, or anything. This is about stories.
featuring remembrances of birthdays past
Oh, to occupy such a simple shape!
Beran, Jenkins, hindsight & foresight.
The old firm goes remote.
“Will you take up arms? The Danes are at our very gates!”
Even at a distance the holiness itched at her, burrowed under her skin, inflamed her infernal mucous membranes.