Daily Archives: November 15, 2018
.. still just me, still here waiting for the stars to fall, hungry for the moon. .. Also from yesterday. Forgot to post.
. This glorious disaster, this dark -est hour repent. I’ve grown tired of the privacy of these hol(e)y walls. I shall make of this whole burning sky a confessional, an adolescent lust for redemption, release. Find me here, on bended … Continue reading
.. She draws dragons on her front walk in the brightest colors she can find, blues and purples and greens, with yellowed eyes. They’re not for good luck. They’re to keep out the real beasties. Prying eyes and false smiles, … Continue reading