Flare With Flair
the creative writings of Sally McLean
Once you seemed mystical, […]
The night holds me […]
The screen flickerssending pinpoints […]
Lovers come and lovers […]
I have become drunk […]
Everyone’s an expert (I […]
The cries of the […]
I wanted to let […]
It’s 4am again. I […]
Conflicting images of you […]