A Love Letter
Late night poetry from the epicentre.
No Touching
Love in the time of Corona.
Sunday Morning
A pleasant little bit of writing I did in draft form on another blog years ago – I thought it should see the light of (Sun)day.
Vinegar Valentine
In which I try to convince you how great Valentine’s Day is by showing you how much worse it could be? Makes sense? No? Stop ruining this day for me! Let me love love!
Winter-Maker 