@InkBowlPubl

@InkBowlPublishing

hands at 10 and 2 processing each moment of sunshine as it passes me by like the blurring houses and signs, houses with signs filling the...

I love few things quite like borderline darkness The promising Hopeful Winter 7 am dusk Or the Relaxed anxious excitement of 8 pm summer...

There's chalk in my mouth, chalk on your lips, all chalk coughed from the lungs of black blocks. You always clap erasers with bravado,...

The first time I fall in love, it is with a magnolia. I love her quietly, behind a diary; I watch her from afar, from below, with a sense...