From Anonymous 1!
From Anonymous 2!
The child scuttles
Giddy to confess – […]
You loved the way I used to laugh
I loved the way you smiled […]
it’s been a fortnight and i still feel the urge within, this voice inside calling out. Screaming. Gasping, thrashing and then, whimpering. […]
there once was this child; he was peculiar. An oddity, a blob of colours that mashed themselves not into a homogeneous hue, but a whirlwind of blinding ocean.