The last time I wrote one of these was in 2017, but based on the last paragraph of part two the story seems to have left off somewhere a few years prior to that. I know I should read the first two parts (you’re certainly more than welcome to read them but I don’t think…
Shout, shout at the Moon Shout all you want to She won’t grace you with a whisper She doesn’t wander, she isn’t like you Though there are nights I look up at the sky And I witness a sort of reply In her ancient, glassy eyes They suggest a bigger, brighter, warmer light Well, that…
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When I was a girl You sat high on my shelf You were pretty, weren’t you? Though I was too small to take you down Yet I told all my friends about how Shiny you were. But when I got older And tall enough to reach you You went missing So I grew colder. But…
Last night before I fell asleep, I dreamed of brightly painted toenails Barefoot in green, summer grass; A spark in my eye and dirt on my hands. I felt fresh air in my lungs, My own words on my tongue. I dreamed of running til my scrawny legs collapsed Cause every field was complete without…
She looked at me and told me, “It’s going to be okay.” She said it with such conviction, The kind that’s hard to look away from. I almost kind of sort of believed her. I wanted to believer her. Because when I looked in her eyes, I could tell I was in the presence of…
