Anna Lindisfarne Whore ❤️

About Logan City

So, whore in prison? Total chaos magnet. She rolls in, all attitude, got that sly grin. Like Grace in “Dogville,” thinkin’ she’s untouchable. “Whoa,” I mutter, ‘cause I see it – trouble brewin’. She’s loud, brash, tradin’ cigs for favors. Little known fact? Whore once shanked a guard with a spoon. A freakin’ spoon! Took guts, made me laugh, fuckin’ wild. Got her in solitary, tho – pissed me off, too reckless.

Explore places

A year after the Viking raid on the Northumberland abbey at Lindisfarne. Bliss, the noble virgin daughter of a Northumberland earl, has been betrothed by her.

Sometimes, I stroll through Twig Alley in the West End. The narrow walk, lined with ancient gum trees, makes my heart thump. "Not all who wander are lost!" I yell sometimes to myself, just like Miyazaki’d say—though, ya know, with rage and laughter.

Poem: “A Lindisfarne Cross”