Novelist
You say Knowing me is wistful Fleeting The last, three-minute glow of an autumn sunset. I’m here I give it all to you Tangled To be sure, but all I have ever felt or will. My loves, Hates, tragedies, triumphs, Hopes, dreams, Everything I’ve known and want is here in your hands. Read me. #WorthofaWord #novelist #poetryaboutwriting #writing
