Robert Dallas Gray

@robertdallasgray.com

westerberg’s mumbly, diffident delivery on this always reminds me of my pal charley m.youtube.com/watch?v=dFdu...

Bean, the Malkavian -- Anti-FishMalk

@malkavianbean.bsky.social

The Hangman
by Maurice Ogden, 1951

Into our town the Hangman came,
Smelling of gold and blood and flame.
And he paced our bricks with a diffident air,
And built his frame on the courthouse square.

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Gillian

@gillianography.bsky.social

I feel quite diffident about my work at the moment. I’m not altogether sure I want to go on doing what I’m doing, while at the same time I’m unsure what I’d replace it with.