This rain this awful rain refuses to take you away. If the paroxysm of my burns doesn’t pain: what else will? Sediment of soil is

Fiction, memoir, and musings, from Minotaur Productions
This rain this awful rain refuses to take you away. If the paroxysm of my burns doesn’t pain: what else will? Sediment of soil is
There exists, for everyone, a sentence – a series of words – that has the power to destroy you. Another sentence exists, another series of
JK Rowling’s June 10th essay. She wants to have the intellectual freedom to support Maya Forstater, and says that it’s wrong that the judge upheld
I received my first comment today on my sweet, innocent JK Rowling, Wrong. I was thrilled, until I read the comment. The poster seemed to
Just come home. This is not in a selfish way, I am not asking you to come back to me. I am asking you to
All dolled up in leather and lace, matte red lips and heels so high I’m half distracted with worry about teetering from the slow drip