Andrea North's Writings
dawn prods bloated clouds sand crusted lid pries open bloodshot eye stares blankly moan, gasp and lip smack jack knife, big rig stretch sinews snap and twang stagnant joints popping it is Tuesday, again
I have written poetry, short stories, started some screen plays (the operative word is started) and started a few novels. This year I participated in NaPoWriMo and completed all 30 poems for my second year. I will be writing during NaNoWrimo as well. I have...