Sunday, November 7, 2010

refresh

in her dreams were girls with bones like bird cages, dancing upon dusty stages laced with red lights. gone were pajama days and barely there nights. these were the days of the dreams, the disease...

5 comments:

becca jane said...

<3

Cass. said...

beautiful.

Bella said...

You are always so heartachingly beautiful. So precise, so exact, so correct.
These words leap off your page and they chill me, a cold misty blanket.
But always, somehow, comforting...

You, are amazing.

Sir Thomas said...

fantastic trip into one side of life...

Zoe B said...

This is lovely.