Tag Archives: The Reaper

158.I still can see your face, in the thorny roses. (04 Dec 2016).

Posted on Dec 12, 2016 by

Not for the first time, and probably not for the last, it’s been a wee while since the last piece posted here. This was never going to be a blog that was characterised by the white hot heat of the … Continue reading →

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