Poems by Andrew Scott

Mr. Thomas   Hello Mr. Thomas, see you sitting like you have been everyday for over the past twenty years, sipping a black coffee in the corner of this old café. Pretending to mind your own.    Most of us leave you be, looking over, feeling sorry with the worn clothes your wear. It looks … Continue reading Poems by Andrew Scott

Alphabets: Zeta

By Thomas Page If I were in charge We all say to ourselves Things would be different.   Different, yes, but better? I’d like to think that I would make a positive impact in I were in charge But that impact would probably funnel into a selfish whirlpool. Where did you think the idea of … Continue reading Alphabets: Zeta