It's often the same. I listen to music I know affects me. Really affects me. It has before and will again. And I allow it, because of the desperately needed catharsis and release. Do you understand? Oh, god. I'm shuddering in sobs once more. In shuddering sobs I play out this late night reverie. I do it to myself, and I feel a washing away. Because, you know. I really loved that person. That person who said they loved me....
Postcards have been made of the circus and it’s parade that was recently in town and are being sold on the streets, which I observed with the girl from the north country fair on the balcony at the turning of twilight as the stars turned red, and we both looked out on the sea of madness which was like either a view of the abyss or a pitching queue to the gallows. As the circus parade’s leading edge began to arrive and slow...
The stranger came just as Giuseppe had finished spraying down the lab. The tables along three walls had become hazy green blurs, barely catching the light from the single bulb he had left lit. The dulled grey cabinets peering down at the tables stretched toward the ceiling in rows that quickly, almost unnoticeably, slipped out from sight. And no wonder, for high above him the walls drew together and created a lightless co...
The past remains the past, The present must be faced. The future comes at last, Don't let us judge in haste. Forgiveness is the rule, A new life must begin.Thus though the hurts were cruel Forget and love again. Remember all the good, Let pass all of the bad.You bless your friends, and should, Give joy and make them glad. Awake with dawn each day Resolving at your bestTo keep your hate at bay. Lie down to your just rest.B...
This special day is the closest I will ever get to meeting my grandpa, it's my chance to say hello and goodbye all at once. Mum is holding my hand and I hold my sister's, and the three of us stand back to let Gran whisper a few quiet and private words of remembrance. Those words are all she has to make up for a whole lifetime, a lifetime cut short on this desolate field in France.This isn't the France I remember from holi...
