
NaPoWriMo 2022 Day 8
A Moment of Regret, ForgottenHe left her at the quaysidein a gloaming Sunday in May,gazing across the River Tyneat The Black Middens, visions of tearing flesh, crashing bones, and the freezing North Sea as cold as his stone heartOh well. … Continue reading NaPoWriMo 2022 Day 8