“You can always tell what a woman’s life is like by looking at her eyebrows.” -A.
I just wanted to write down a few things that were running through my mind at this particular moment. Each sentence is a separate thought. Be as quiet as possible. My head itches. That’s the third time this morning. Sorry.Yes. I did.I would like to have breakfast with my best friends.Can you hear me typing?Damn it.I’m pretty sure we didn’t have anything due.Two more weeks.I want...
Lines and Quadrilaterals
THERE. She. Living. Suspended in Silence Essence of the earth. Souls embedded in and around her ribcage Reaching for the light which speaks no tongue known to anyone Sunken spirit underground straining her hands towards the forces of nature Floating between ethereal and matter Plates shifting, grinding their teeth beneath soft pillows Bone on air Destruction on Creation -A.