We call her mAlice

"We cast upon you an evil spell of selves." She is magic. She is the moon. She is galactic, the stars and beyond. So how dare you deny her of that beautiful recipe of human experience? How dare you. She is beyond brave. She is the definition of power. And you devour every ounce of… Continue reading We call her mAlice

Torn

I'm a walking contradiction lately. I'm such an awful mess. You see, I've been so much happier and yet there is this immense amount of sadness and anger crawling around in my chest. I wish I could rip open my sternum and get rid of it. If only the monster would detach from my rib… Continue reading Torn