"absence makes the heart grow fonder"are the words of someone whohas never met a beast like mesheepskin pretender seeking outyour smile,hungry and gleamingcatches my eyes, drawn tocurled hands clawing past skininto howl filling lungswhen words aren't enoughto grapple with the feelingsin every glance, every touchand when there's no reasonleft to prowl, we are lostin little… Continue reading we come prowling
Tag: midnight postings
2:32 a.m.
Last year I held off on diving into Ascendance of a Bookworm until I had either: a.) completed other series I own or b.) at least caught up to recent releases. But I never stopped thinking about this series since watching season one month ago. So, I broke down and bought this volume to pick… Continue reading 2:32 a.m.
Foreword
Warning: the book in your hands will break your heartit is symbolictragedy, power, truthis many thingsit is wonderful poetrycartography that mapsa unexplored piece of experience–personally familiarit is a memoriala magical actit is all these thingsBegin at the beginninggo on,till you reach the endthen stopsomething will tugat the edge of your mind/heartlet your imaginationfill in these… Continue reading Foreword
2:49 a.m.
As I was driving home, I thought the weird noises were coming from my car but it was just random things in my vehicle. The green and white tassel hanging from the review mirror brushing against a plastic cup. Static from the radio as another station tried to cut in. The shadowy figure sliding further… Continue reading 2:49 a.m.
