My brother, Bones. I call this “A writer and his candles.” So artsy. They’re not his candles; they’re mine. Well not mine…They’re actually my wife’s. Candles are for sissies. Sissies, wives and writers.
Jun 04
My brother, Bones. I call this “A writer and his candles.” So artsy. They’re not his candles; they’re mine. Well not mine…They’re actually my wife’s. Candles are for sissies. Sissies, wives and writers.
