“I arrived too late for Anarchy Bridge; too late for that freaked out array of anarchistic statements and surreal slogans, too late for the I have seen the fnords and the ALL HAIL DISCORDIA. Too late for all that.”
Month: August 2015
A Line in the Sand.
“You led me through the crowded streets, in a blood-red coat, on broken feet, and drew a line across the sand.”
The Black Pad.
“The Black Pad is a wilderness seized, the urban sprawl of Wood End and Potters Green trapping it like a feral dog on a weakening leash.”
The Cofa’s Tree. 