My name is Theodore Kee. I live in an ordinary house, in an ordinary neighbourhood, under an ordinary tree. But … More
Tag: Night
Passing Memory in the Night
Passing Memory in the Night Wind fleeting rushes with the witch through night Faces pass softly flashing in the … More
We Dream
We Dream We know not What ‘cool’ may be We would rather go And be free … More
The Lady of the Tower: Part XIII
‘Oh, why?’ a little voice cried inside of Gwendolen’s exhausted but frightened mind, as she ran through the night, from … More
The Lady of the Tower: Part V
The Lady of the Tower: Part V “Where are you The Lady of the Tower?” Dumbee called, with a … More
A Dream of Writing 