period pyramids? gleam of black stone
awfully bad ache in the heart of my bones
teeth crack and break long before I leave home
I couldn’t do any better alone
Tag: bones
poem: flash fiction, rolling bones
flash fiction, rolling bones
instead of joints
of roaches plucked from under fridges
coated in their dust
smiling all along!
happy grins alone
sketch: the dead adventurers in room two
