She froths, she floats skyward
Makes herself enigmatic.
She was always puzzling
A veritable Rubicks cube
Labyrinthian the way she spoke
She bubbled and effervessed
I knew her but I never even did.
And her blue, blue eyes are closed forever
And her yellow, yellow hair will dull
As the fragments of her bones dissolve
And her skin pales the…[Read more]
There are enemies everywhere. I sit in my room and stare at the door. The splintered wood faces stare back. Outside I can hear them whispering. They are silent but they are shouting. I close my eyes and imagine I am a riffle gunner, picking the enemy off, one by one, one by one.