Brigantia and the Bard

So then, you’re the filly who left the message at the bar for me to come an’ sit after my performance, yeah? Can’t say I get many fans clamorin’ to share a drink with me these days. Hands don’t play as spry as they used to. So which o’ my songs did you take a…

The Life and Death of a Raindrop

by Serena W. Sorrell   I fall through the sky        As though I can fly              I hit someone’s head                     And now I am dead.