First Voice: To wear this world of paper, you must firstImagine how the texture fits your form.It wrinkles there, and here’s a dash of red,and over there the shadow of a path. Second Voice: It’s not enough to be a paper doll;No, you must learn to breathe in two, not threeDimensions: forget depth, and think …
From Friðrós: What a strait laced old tight-arse he is! But I managed to get him lost in A’Dracunas: it’s not hard to do— the signs even tell you how! I lit off across the border into a place called The Dark Awakening, which was not very dark at all, picked up some new clothes, …
Carl Sandburg wrote those words. Sandburg as a poet wasn’t studied overmuch when I was at uni doing my literature Master’s, but I had read some of his things in an independent study. He was on the short list of poets I wanted to cover in my PhD work, partly because, when I looked in …
It’s Faire Time. This year, I’ve sent a party ahead of me, just to scout around and see what there is to see. I’ll wait until the furore dies down and I don’t have to worry so much about handling huge crowds in the Fairelands. Of course, there will be crowds throughout, but the heaving …
Once upon a time, she cast her wishesInto the air like feathers from an owl. Like feathers from an owl, they twirled and blew And who knows why the sky accepted themAnd who knows for what purpose wishes dropThe air itself turned thicker, that she feltBut nothing else revealed itself: not yet. And so she …
Music swells, a romantic chord progression working up from the fifth to the one, and then, a calming…. VOICEOVER: She’s always wanted this. Your little girl. Your princess. Your… angel. But it’s her dream, to wear a beautiful gown, to have her hair done, to step out with all her friends…. Even if, for her …
They tell you when you start the roadThey tell you that the road is longThey don’t tell you it never endsThey don’t tell you that it’s all hills It’s beautiful, it’s beautifulIt’s long, it’s hard, and I am tiredAnd here among these picture booksPerhaps I’ll rest a little while They’re all well-kept, the picture booksLike …
Dear Mum, I wanted to wait until at least two interesting things had happened so that I would not be writing you letters as short as text messages. That way you could not text me and say my letters were too short! Also, I wanted to have my flat as finished as possible before I …
I don’t really know what chapter this is, so we’ll start with one since that’s where everybody else starts and I might as well fit in in some way. I am Valoisa Saga. I am from Tampere, in Finland. I am ninety, very young for an Elf, but you didn’t hear me say that. It …
I think I said, ‘What’? Yes; it must have been Unable as I was to think beyond The stomach-fall, the tightness in my chest Consideration left me and I stopped. But context is important, we know this, So I will tell you what transpired before The moor-bell rang a message-bearer in And made the thorn …
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