Far away in a land no one knows Way beyond where the mutant grass grows A place reeking of familiarity Where fiction smells better than reality Every second an odd mishap Fall deeper into our surreal trap Come on by and sit for a spell Cast by a witch who tells a tale We’ve probably never heard before And we’ll never want to hear once more.
Tools of the Trade
Pencils, India ink fine point pens, big erasers, printer paper, MS Paint...
I just want to thank everyone who reads, comments on, and favorites my work. I know I don't get around to thanking you individually, but I'm really grateful to you all. It's very encouraging for me.
Thank you!!!