Author: Nic

Daylight thunderstorm, shake me down and rinse me clean with your voice alone. I left windows cracked, it was sunny… Read more

And how many times have I written someone off only to find another pen in my grasp. As an offering,… Read more

Seashell shocked by the seashore, shook, shaking, stir crazy sensations suddenly soaking through sweat stains. Salt streaked skin waiting. A… Read more