Stories by
DannyPoet

He looked at a hanging branch outside the window as she spoke and wondered how much he’d have to pull to separate the branch from that tree.

@DannyPoet is a writer of twitter and micropoetry and may or may not be a fictional person

My dad was too busy so I said painting projects with his pop were stupid. He looked at his brush and a drop of red paint fell to the ground.

DannyPoet (@dannypoet) is a writer of fiction and poetry who is currently working on his first novel.

Our pastor left his hat here, so dad wore it to church the next week. Mid-sermon, the pastor squinted our way, so dad tipped his hat hello.

DannyPoet (@dannypoet) is a writer of fiction and poetry who is currently working on his first novel.

The grey cathedral steps open up to arches of sky. From the garden glints the Bishop’s ring, who covers his face when I spot him.

Dannypoet (@dannypoet) is a writer of fiction and poetry who is currently working on his first novel.