The Observer's Commonplace
Pick My Words, Wisely
On the trivial matter of Pinching & Punching “If it breathes of gin, keep it in; if it reeks of turd, chuck it to the kerb.
Filed in the public record
Dreadfully Poor Publishing
Thoughts, stories, and ideas.
Unassuming Haiku Musings
Swords into Ploughshares
Share and Cher alike— I have never beaten swords or ever ploughed Cher.
Unassuming Haiku Musings
No Time To Wait
An important date! Show up early, stay too late. Hurry up and wait.
Provisional Verse & Reluctant Prose
Gravity Well, well, well
I drank from the moon's well; my insertion burn started, my gut began to swell. My accretion disk expanded, my tummy rebelled. An event