There was a time in the night,
The room was pitch dark
Where we touched heads
And our brains traded dreams. […]
Today, I think everyone should have a piece of cake! […]
Crowded out by the frightening daily briefings on COVID 19, you may not see Spring’s flowering on our planet.
But it is happening. […]
Sometimes, the world throws you a bit of joy seeded with heartache. […]
The story resumes.
I am on the offensive with a raised syringe, Norman Bates style, questioning a woman in white.
And finishes with a wardrobe malfunction.