It was mid - January, the air below minus two, when I entered the park around ten to midnight after doing a busy nine hour shift at the convenience store. I pulled up the hood of my green puffa jacket over my head and walked deeper into the fog that mirac...
Silent tears slip slowly,Rolling down my face,As I try to remember,The feel of your embrace.The tears hit my chapped lips,And sting every tiny cut place,It seemed in this relationship,That you were in a race.My body aches to touch you,To trace over skin s...
One day, I was at Tunbridge station and due to very thickfog, all the trains were running really late and way off schedule and so my connecting train to Canterbury West was running at least an hour or so late, and as it was a real pea-souper (like in the...
