☁️📝☁️ The Boohoohooing of the Poet ☁️📝☁️

High in his tower, the poet stood by the window. The sky was grey. There would be no stars tonight. … More

It Happened Tomorrow on Neptune 🚀💥🛸

‘Just the paper today, sir?’ Mister Fellow nodded and put a nickel down on the newsstand counter. ‘That’ll be it, … More

Polly could not sleep. She was exhausted, her eyelids were heavy, her little body was full of yawns. Sleep just … More

The doors of the royal chamber creaked open and out rolled the crown of the king. The bedazzled coronet came … More

It was a warm winter here; the green grasses and red cliffs poured across the land to the sun in … More

‘Oh, I’m at home in these woods,’ she sang, twirling through the last leaf greens, the new yellows, the old … More

The smell of gunpowder makes its way into my nose. God. You’d think a cop wouldn’t mind the smell. Might … More

The early morning stirs its way into the dawn’s dark sky. And the evening moon, which became the night moon, … More

The window over the sink, the one with a late-day sun coloring the kitchen. Through it, the farmer watched the … More

A colossal pumpkin in my arms, I stumbled into the house. Kicking toy cars, small, discarded shoes out of my path. … More