Freehand – writing without thinking
Listening to myself on the radio right now (I have grown to like the sound of my voice, and never had to grow into loving the music I love, because… Continue Reading
Richard Pierce – author, poet, painter
Listening to myself on the radio right now (I have grown to like the sound of my voice, and never had to grow into loving the music I love, because… Continue Reading
The full version: We had a hollow time of it, Inbetween the empty weekends, When nothing happened but The ringing of the plague bells Up and down every street Of… Continue Reading
Last night, of course, I had many ideas for what I was going to write this morning. Now, woken from strange dreams (including one that involved incessantly phoning a football… Continue Reading