These walls tremble with silence. They know nothing of this fear. …that fear you get deep in your gut, in
For a moment, I thought it best to shatter that green glass slipper—instead, I tucked it away, beneath my lonely
When the world falls back to black, and its pieces lie desolate, abandoned by love, waiting to be reassembled—I need
I was simply a young woman of many expectations, misguided fantasies, and visions of animated fairy tales fighting a war
Originally posted: September 14, 2013 on Journey to Malem Since December 14th, 2012 I suppose it is worth noting that it currently
I rose up out of the darkness. And there was never another flower to bloom in the manner I did,
One. Two steps. Now take two back. I catch a glimpse of you —mid pondering the formulas
Buenos nochesmi pájaro de la canción sé que cuando me despiertoestará durmiendo.Así pues, otra vez digo a usted buenos noches.
You pick up your pen with the intention to write. You have no starting line nor finishing line in sight.
I blessed the magnificent, ever-holy Lord Our Gods Almighty. All law. For they alone are many. Together one. And