ReganFinch : Writing

Linchpin

Linchpin

A Poem by ReganFinch


Linchpin Dead men lie in gutters because no pedestrian cares to look. Instead, they travel and persist through and throughout rotten..
A Cancer

A Cancer

A Poem by ReganFinch


An exercise in atmosphere.
Labyrinth Stems

Labyrinth Stems

A Poem by ReganFinch


An exercise in description.