I posted this poem on my Facebook page and someone said it was a 'gut punch' of a poem which made my day. It's from my forthcoming collection (which has been forthcoming for far too long) that's themed on the Icelandic winter. Typically, I'm not one for writing about the gleeful times...so most of the poems… Continue reading Starving To Death In Snæland : A Poem
A Wyrd Of Her Own 