Bubo

She’s not an owl, but she might be a nocturnal creature. Her nest is in England. Her weapon of choice is the pen. A writer of great wit and insight, we are proud to showcase her work in Poetry Plaza. Among the verse, you will also find the occasional work of fiction. Partake, and be refreshed!


Sweet Nothings

Walls That Bind

Glow of the Itch

Force of Four Seasons

I’m Having What She’s Having

Nepenthe

Translation of Sound

Dirty Pretty Little Things

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