Comments Posted By Candice Kight
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Cry. Crying, always crying. The snow weeps from gutters as it melts and patters like rainfall. A constant whine for the outdoors, aching to be soggy with mud. My paws are ridden with burs and they smart with icicles, but the wind is a hug like no other.
» Posted By Candice Kight On 01.11.2013 @ 11:20 am
“I promise.” The emptiest of phrases from a face full of twinkling lights. “I promise not to-“….”not to-” what? To lie? Promising, your heart speaks a lie worse than your mouth ever could.
» Posted By Candice Kight On 01.09.2013 @ 9:44 am
And on the left, stirring the pot is-myself. Maybe crafting a silky smooth ganache, maybe not. If “yes”, I will coat everything in sickly sweetness. You, too. If I take a bite out of you, I’ll taste nothing but chocolate.
» Posted By Candice Kight On 12.16.2012 @ 8:59 am
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Patient. Patience is a virtue. Is an opera. -Retta. G and S and ampersands and failure to categorize. Lies to you, to me, to my voice. Voices ringing, not singing. A- doesn’t mean failure.
» Posted By Candice Kight On 12.13.2012 @ 9:38 pm