Viking Sonnet Song
Wrathful waves clashing against ashen slabs, Raking masts upon the auburn heavens. A whipped-worn sail where at which the winds stabs, For its aged soul, friable shores beckons. Cutthroat drums […]
Cornerstone
I thought I saw you in the Battleship the other week, nursing a drink. It had been so long since I last saw you. You were at the opposite end […]