Provisional Verse & Reluctant Prose

Filed under this office for reasons the ledger appears prepared to defend.

The Ghost of Giving

Thoughts in small measures.

13 May 2026 1 min read

Dear: a word I hold near my heart’s core— but not so near as to disrupt its regular beating. My heart I hold more dear

5 May 2026 1 min read

O, what a drought is this that grips my hand! My quill, once nimble, lieth still and dry, The fountain of my fancy stopped at source,

11 Apr 2026 1 min read