2013 – I Am Wendle

Sometimes I draw / scribble / sketch in a notebook when I can’t think of what to write but still […]

Art

…drawings

Everything feels a little sticky and dry and I scratch my entire body. She tells me to stop, even grabs […]

Stories

I sit there leaning back on the chair, spliff in hand, toking joyously. I watch the rabbit hop about in […]

Stories

It transends always distorted by distance and time. That is why it comes in many forms and only the wise […]

Poems

You know it’s going to be a good day When a stranger hands you a free coffee and bacon sandwich. […]

Poems

The man had scales all over his face and all over his hands. The rest of the skin was covered […]

Blurry red eyes weep for sunlight and warmth and this sickness burns brightest in the dark. This is a what […]

Poems

Courage is a thorny matter for those who seek to be brave but are not. That’s when stabs to the […]

Poems

When late there is a tendency to worry and flap about like a pigeon in a storm. Those days are […]

Poems

Sullen trees still stand for something. Low craggy branches have seen things, Held this and that, Watched faces Furry, bald […]

Poems

My brothers are made of stone. Fire does not harm them; it twinkles quietly when they are near. Flames lap […]

Stories

There is a man putting make up on his eyes at eight in the morning a man in a suit […]

Poems

This is who I am a man in a dress searching for peace among fishes. There is plenty though I […]

Poems

Welcome to the world of Wendle… We don’t abide to the usual laws of nature, physics… or in fact any […]

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