A place for short fiction and poetry while your coffee brews or your tea steeps
School is out for the summer, but not for much longer.
The days grow short, the nights shine sweet crystal, cool under fulsome moons. Bare armed with glass raised high, we toast midnight relief from saturated days, leaning back into night’s caress. Continue reading “Summer’s End”
Lance Greenfield - Night Writer
"Many prefer not to exercise their imaginations at all. They choose to remain comfortably within the bounds of their own experience, never troubling to wonder how it would feel to have been born other than they are." -J.K. Rowling-
Walk On The Wild Side
Share, Discover & Enjoy
Short, sharp flash fiction
Growing older with silliness, high spirits and a lot of heart.
Inspired to Write
by Hudson Biko
