Monthly Archives: June 2015

With Pen In Hand

With pen in hand I sit and wait Wondering what images The Muse will deliver.   Some are bleak And pain me so But I write them anyway.   For in doing so Releases me from Demons I may not … Continue reading

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The Noise Upstairs

The noise upstairs is deafening and causes despair. They’re fighting again.

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