Put the mirrors back

Dull. Glassy. Empty. Mine. // Yours. They light up like the spotlights were at my first speech. Bright and blinding. I stand stark naked in my graduation robe. *twinkle* They shine like the fairy lights I bought as a thirteen year old. *flash* They spark like daddy's eyes before a lashing. *water* They wobble like … Continue reading Put the mirrors back

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Roiling Storm

Our fires light the land, we run ablaze. Combat the coming darkness, FIGHT the coming blue. We are small/we may be tiny. But until we fall, we will stand tall. We will not cower, hide or run for cover Resistance is futile, we are wise to know. All that's left to accomplish is elegance in … Continue reading Roiling Storm