Home smells of in-season flowers, stinks of guilt and unspoken condemnation. The sea parts, but she is no Moses. Mother finds a boy in the corner. Will she remember me? No. Even after all we had? Especially after all you had, and all you lost.
To be loved by an impossible man, the poet with a pen for a gun, and lines in ink for blood on his hand. His song will be soaked in truth, no echoes of deceit, no wisps of strange fragrance. We will build a straw house, guard it with our iron hearts. No hope for … More The impossible man
And the straw man said, give me a heart Mr. Wizard. He must have thought, brave of heart, wondered about heart string, the beat, faster for the very bad and very good. The blood rushing. He never thought of a heart that breaks. The agony wrought by it. A heart to love, hearts can bleed, … More The heart wants
The sorting hat landed me in Hufflepuff, a bright, old place, the type hobbits would appreciate. See it now second breakfast, merry songs. Away we would drift on the TARDIS, to brighter places and elegant feasts. And in times of darkness, we would wield the Force for good, slay Smaug and kind. Maybe nurture obsessions … More The fandoms, a love poem
Decision. At every phase. Forensic scientist. Hermione Granger. Journalist. Lawyer. Luna Lovegood. Actor. Something, Anything, really just move out. Better behaved. Better understood. More than observer. Less than odd. Secret keeper, Order of the Phoenix. Dancer, Runner, Lover, Hobbit. Seen, Heard, Felt.
You have trampled underfoot every vital principle of our government. My natural rights, my civil rights, my political rights, are all alike ignored. Robbed of the fundamental privilege of citizenship, I am degraded from the status of citizen to that of a subject. Susan B Anthony This is not a place to dream… no happily … More Dreaming under the unforgiving city
Will you believe me? Will you recognize me in the words, see my anguish between the lines? Will you cry where I cried? Will you see them as clearly as I did? Will you love them as much as I do? Can you imagine the world that I am trying create? Is there a chance … More Will you?