The poet in me doesn't like to call himself a poet, nor a writer. (He loves to be called one though.) He doesn't like to make too much fuss about words or grammar. (About anything, pirate remember...) Those are rules for other mortals that I don't abide by.
My name is Andrew Greg Mitchell Clemence Kirchner... (Yes I know, apparently my mother already knew I was trouble when I was born.) My friends call me Andy, my family Andrew and my mother "dolo'i kabes" (Papiamentu for headache). I was... Continue Reading →