At times, you leave me speechless, like when I gaze upon the tiny dots the colorful Christmas lights make against the rich velvety navy sky. They seem to sing, a slow ballad of winter that begs hey, look at me. I am pretty in a way even the bright colors of Autumn can't outshine.
She hid her face behind her palms. Spread out beneath her was a kitchen table full of snacks - candy bars, pretzels, soft sponge cakes, a variety of nuts deposited into square containers, bowls of chips, gummy bears, granola bars and pigs-in-a-blanket covered every square inch of the polished wooden surface. Amanda agonized, guiltily at her denial of the perfectly fine food spread out in front of her, and selfishly at her immovable knowledge that none of it was just what she wanted. Not that she knew what she wanted.
The Dog Stars by Peter Heller My rating: 5 of 5 stars It is not often that one can read Science Fiction/Dystopian Fiction as poetry - this book goes there. Peter Heller has us landing directly in the middle of the main character's head, almost like a VR set that brings you into a world [...]
There's a steep, roundabout turn right before getting on to the international airport freeway at home
You sound like the softest velvet plum Vinegary As in I crave the tanginess between my lips. If people have a taste you’re red wine Crisp and all-encompassing Paired well with my all my sides.