Dear Young Us, I know love to be both a villain and a hero. It cuts deep into your being
We always believed we could fly—no one else did. They only saw us getting as far off the ground as
Somewhere between power trip and power failure, I exist—in a cold dark place full of warmth—or heat—I dance like water
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
One. Two steps. Now take two back. I catch a glimpse of you —mid pondering the formulas
I blessed the magnificent, ever-holy Lord Our Gods Almighty. All law. For they alone are many. Together one. And
I know it’s only by God’s hands, a ton of ambition and lots of good loving that we haven’t dropped