Will Vigar

a writer of sorts

Asunderland

I’m dreaming of a metal cage. A bloodied angel caught, hanging over me – unscathed but screaming. His life rains it’s final hour and . . . I am trapped … Continue reading

April 23, 2016 · Leave a comment

Going Home: Keats – Episode 12

April 27th I could hear Spiggy moving around about 6:30. He knocked on my door and then cautiously opened it. He’d found his clothes and dressed himself. “I made eggs … Continue reading

April 6, 2016 · Leave a comment