What the heck… on poetry and other things.
A Vampire Poem What the heck, I’ll bite your neck. The Werewolf I watch for the moonrise, The fire in … Continue reading What the heck… on poetry and other things.
A Vampire Poem What the heck, I’ll bite your neck. The Werewolf I watch for the moonrise, The fire in … Continue reading What the heck… on poetry and other things.
Sometimes Even Vampires Are too tired For overt romance Yes it is always Nice to find a cold hand A … Continue reading In the dark cold night