Friday, January 10, 2025

A Whiskey Embrace By Alison Nuorto


Amber nectar,

Smoke and fire in a glass.

A promise on my lips.

Kiss away my regrets.

Capricious paramour.

Keep me company in the empty night;

Until morning comes.



An English Teacher and Freelance Writer residing in South West England but with a nomadic heart that yearns to roam far and wide. I feast on horror stories and Psychological thrillers. My poems have appeared in a handful of Anthologies and I am currently working on an Anthology of my own, as well as a Psychological thriller. As long as I still have a pulse, I aim to always be writing - provided that I have a drink to hand.


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