Story yet to incarnate here …
Poetry
Collaring My Mind
A tight collar, that would be best. Black leather, maybe some silver studs. If
Merrin Wilding
March 12, 2021
I Had Forgotten
- by Merrin Wilding
Writing
Cremation, India, 1983
Flesh to fire on Friday Freed those bones, that blood, to boil and burst
Merrin Wilding
May 2, 2021
Writing
Curb of your Childhood
We are sitting together on this curb of your childhood. I warn: the asphalt
Merrin Wilding
February 23, 2021
