stick up my nose every week never ending cycle of home-work-grocery shop behind locked doors by 8 no space at home only escape is running when i daydream i don't even mind the cold, the wind, the rain enough of this i'm turning into anarchist xx
Daydreaming and then, maybe, writing a poem about it. And that's my life.
A bit of this, a bit of that, the meandering thoughts of a dreamer.
Fiction authors and their shorts
the writings, musings, and photography of a dream smith
Poems & Photos by DM Shepherd
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The ordinary is the magic.
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where chaos gives birth to poetic expression
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