Wild Writing comes from the heart, little nuggets of gold sometimes buried deeply, sometimes not, but always seeking air.Read some of the nuggets that were polished after class by our Wild Writers. My Mother's Body by Annie Maps by Angela Near Silence Except by Nandini Moving On by Joani Home Again by Joe The Train from Trieste by Annie My Lady Clown by Joe The Photograph by Jan Je Suis Desole by Martin On the death of an unexpected friend by Anna Tiny Nest by Sue
