A busker he was, Even without mummy's approval I liked singers who can't sing and songs about love that don't rhyme, Sonorous selfish lines. Accompanied him on street corners, Where the space was filled with clusters of busy passion while I thought 'keep your cautious coins, I need change.' Missed glances before coffee, Meant I … Continue reading No Refunds
Waves
impeccably, perplexedly, imperfectly, love. distant, inconsistent, persistent as the tide; and our world in mind. if you died I’d. -Maz McN
hi!!
Hello, I'm Maz and I am an aspiring writer / poet / journalist / anything to do with creative literature basically. I'm 20 and I've only been writing for a couple of years but I hope to use this blog as a space to open up and expand my writing and give other people a … Continue reading hi!!
Maz McN 