If they knew, your mother would have said, “It’s in your head, darling,” and your father would have screamed, “Put that head in the toilet bowl where it belongs.”
In that world, ignorance amassed like water near the roots of a cypress tree.
The place had no soul or spirit left, and it was evident in the colourless walls, the unclean glasses, the empty eyes of the server who left me a menu card.
As I turned around to reply, she was gone.
Or will you bloom into a new life with me?
“It was where people crafted stories, my boy!”
We grasp on and we hold tight.
I’d never felt sadder at the prospect of not being a part of someone else’s story.
The infallible whiteness of the walls, the omnipresent smell of disinfectants, and the fields of artificial grass come back to me. Swimming before me are visions of smiling children and the legions of overworked childcare professionals constantly at their service. Every blink threatens to permanently relocate me to their world of ceaseless laughter.
“You’re 20 minutes late, there’s no way I’m letting you in,” Dr Faisal said in a cold voice with a smirk on the corner of his face. His smirk is one coated with joy and glory.
“I wonder what she’ll wear tomorrow,” he mumbled as his eyes drooped shut.
The Plainsburn Residence had sat at the edge of a huge forest for generations, acting as its steward and protector.
For the lesser the days, the weaker the youth
I see flicker the auroras of Jupiter.
Does the crowd bother you?
Filled with rage, his fast-paced strides switched to a quick sprint.
It was planned that Thanatos would remain on Earth for three years.
The crow flew past Kaiser and sat on a fence to get a closer look at Kaiser’s crying face.
It’s never the things that matter.