Mud
By Hilary Jocelyn – I tried desperately to struggle loose, but each attempt led me deeper and deeper into the murky glue, until I was imprisoned up to my waist.
In, around and beyond our village
By Hilary Jocelyn – I tried desperately to struggle loose, but each attempt led me deeper and deeper into the murky glue, until I was imprisoned up to my waist.
Post by Hilary Jocelyn – I suddenly and urgently want to be somewhere else.