Gold and bronze and clay
Paints the shining horizon.
Courtesans swing and sway;
Fending synthetic passion.
Saturday, June 2, 2012
Paradiso
Monday, October 3, 2011
Bittersweets
Warm sunshine filled the little amber bedroom. The sheets never felt better against his calloused, worn out skin. He lifted his comforter up a bit, to shield his eyes from the intense rays and the revelations of his reality. But he couldn't deny what is; it bites, but there was nothing else he could do. Right now, his only option is to get up and face the painful motions of the sunlit day.
Sunday, September 25, 2011
Because you chose her
"You said you love her right? Then why are you here with me?!? Hehe..."
Oww oww oww! Too bright! Morning sunshine... Too bright!
Saturday, July 9, 2011
Truck?
"You seriously aren't expecting me to jump this truck over this don't you?!?" Robert exclaimed, pointing frantically at a steep overhang. Apparently he had a truck, and he had to jump the truck over the crevasse. For an arbitrary reason he wasn't entirely sure either.
Friday, July 1, 2011
King's Queen
His cloak felt heavy, his cowl was still warm. The slayer lies slain, but so is my dear King.
Sunday, June 26, 2011
A Moment More
"Hahaha! That's actually pretty funny! You'd make an awesome comedienne..."
"Haha really? Wait, wha-?"
The tree house wasn't quiet tonight, as it was ever other evening. Soft warm orange light painted the walls gloomy, but the laughter inside the lonely shack betrayed whatever sad atmosphere the little candle induced. It was a happy day for Antoinette and William.
Saturday, June 25, 2011
Old Teapsie
Tic-tic-tic-tick...
Protests from a kettle of boiling water. The whistling spout has long since been deficient, from all the calcite deposits left after boiling liters upon liters of water. The incessant chattering would go on and on and on, stopping only when little Millie would take notice of the lonely pot, running and shouting excitedly at her mother.
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