Thursday, June 13, 2024

Cryptic Deceiver By Owen Coffin


I have always preferred bourbon to all other forms of alcohol.

Until the day I read the warning label that cautioned against operating heavy machinery while consuming this beloved nectar of life.

I prefer to be ignorant of my poison.

Street drugs never warn you; they just kill you.



Owen Coffin resides in Norfolk Virginia he is a carpenter by trade he writes whatever suits him at the moment.


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