Above all, a good man. Standing outside the slipstream Of mourning Makes someone's death less interesting than a cocktail.

A short screenplay about twelve year old cabin boy Enoch. Forced to be complicit in a mutiny, he learns a lesson on betrayal and ship safety

[1] A figure, barely visible As they approached the tents. Her cloak and headscarf billowed hard. The wind appeared incensed. [2] She...

[1] The man was old and crooked, Like so many before. The caretaker of Smuggler’s Perch And owner of the moor. [2] Smuggler’s Perch, the...

I carry lemons around my neck. But not by choice. They sway as I walk And I lean into them. If not, the bitterness batters and blinds me,...

Photo by Nsey Benajah on Unsplash. Sent: 26/1, 04:32 From: Frank To: Mike Subject: STOP JUST STOP MIKE I CAN HEAR YOU GURGLING STOP IT...