Oh persnickety wickedly witch Who tried to stave off dandruff itch Used a cat to cushion her head And fell with a grunt out of her bed Oh persnickety wickedly witch Of flake and flurry scalp twitch Sought bats to beat the snow away But wings clapped her hair to grey Oh persnicketyContinue reading “Persnickety Witch”
Author Archives: P. S. Clinen
A Short Story About A Creature Named Wood Golem
Deep in a forest where time stands still, The Wood Golems lurk against their own will.
Down At The Harbour
Away from imbroglios and brouhahas, travelling down to the almost torpid shorelines where oleaginous waves rhythmically brush away all dread and doubt – it is here that pulsing sorrow wells up in the more maudlin side of my composure as I find my senses overwhelmed by the deep and drowning blues of sky and sea.Continue reading “Down At The Harbour”
Madlyn
“Ugly, ugly girl!”
My Thanks
You beautiful people, I wish to express a huge thank you for your participation in Tenebrae Manor’s free book promotion. The results were way beyond what I had expected; I can only hope that those who grabbed a free copy are enjoying reading it. For those who missed out – don’t fret! – Tenebrae ManorContinue reading “My Thanks”
