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I wrote this for my dear mother, for the event of her 97th birthday.
the first real forays out of private hell
more on a theme
Some verses written under the influence in the capital
Selected verses from my time in Dundee (2015-18)
coming off a bender years ago
Dead or alive, people can be a pain in the ass.
a short poem
Who knew I would have to say... me too.
To vent my imotions.
Blue is just my favorite colour.
Some people aren't cut out to rob banks
My simple attempt to pen down random thoughts for small children.
A police detective solves a crime...
A story about summoning a demon, sort of.
A story of love