…all the words are boring
Drifters and beggars money makers streets too ancient to be named fought over thousands of years thousands of times all flavour merges […]
The sea is green and the sky is grey. The inbetween is white and then there is no inbetween. The waves were […]
Yesterday I believed ‘inherent’ was a foundation, one made of something tauter than all the bridges on this river. . Yesterday ‘inherent’ […]
They will glide around the world and eventually all die, it’s only a matter of the eagles and what I am and […]