There is a wall that he has built around himself, standing a solemn brother of night’s watch atop it, making me a wildling women, and him the…… Read more “Standing atop the wall.”
Month: May 2016
My Children And Me.
POEM: TWO. There rides demons in my head, I know it now, they are rooted deep beneath the surface, riding on my horses, they do sleep too,…… Read more “My Children And Me.”
The color red.
POEM: ONE. Once there was a boy, And the other a girl, Everyone thought of them as one, Yet no one wondered what they thought of themselves.…… Read more “The color red.”