I open my trusty, rusty relic of a trunkup float a number of hoary tales, told and some untoldshards of shattered dreams leave my fingers laceratedinspiration slumbers in the corner of the chestrefusing to play cloak and daggerwith an ageing marooned pirate and an aground lateenunable to twist an engaging yarn from these tangled strandsfleet … Continue reading Frozen inspiration
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