E.nuff.Is.E.nuff : Writing

A short bit 2

A short bit 2

A Poem by E.nuff.Is.E.nuff


My soles worn thinMy mind worn outThere's no where to go, but southWhere to swim?No where to flyTake us awayPack my suitcaseWhy open it?It's too lateW..
A short bit 1

A short bit 1

A Story by E.nuff.Is.E.nuff


I walk down the vacant alley not yet named, but will be soon I hear.How does it occur to the townsmen to create a name for a useless gravel path?No on..
://Paris

://Paris

A Story by E.nuff.Is.E.nuff


A short bit. Rough


Compartment 114
Compartment 114
Advertise Here
Want to advertise here? Get started for as little as $5

Advertise Here