Tickled All Colours of the Rainbow

Someone likes me. Today, I planned to write about what a travesty it is that none of my family members/friends/co-workers are even remotely considering giving me a naked (and perhaps caramel-covered) Orlando Bloom for Christmas, but I have now realized that there are gifts out there that far outstrip (har har) celebrity flesh. Thank you.Continue reading “Tickled All Colours of the Rainbow”

Monday Night Poetry Strip-Club

“This is the fear, this is the dread, these are the contents of my head.” ~ Annie Lennox I’ve heard a person ones compare publishing poetry to stripping – since both are so bloody revealing, and it’s easier to make a fool of yourself than you’d think (no doubt our friends the Norwegians would agreeContinue reading “Monday Night Poetry Strip-Club”