Poetry

Go Quietly

Messing about with a Year 8 ATB – written on the drive to work.

Dream Of Djinn

Channeling my inner Ted Hughes. Too soon?

Without

Some more poetry… perhaps not as serious as it could be.

Upstairs

Some poetry. (Still working on the final visualisation).

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