The edge of reason
When words move out of their homes And emerge like stubble, all prickly It is time to shave them off We carve our future with a dose of ambitions But sometimes the cravings get out of hand, Boisterous. It is then time to take the whip out. A stubble can be boisterous but not a...
Stubble Tales
She always says, ‘Let my hands glide down your cheeks like a reveller goes down a water-slide.’ She is forever yearning for her husband to have the ‘best shaved face of the year’ look… and he has been doing this for a long time now. After all, they have been staying together now for more...
