this place. Someone, please, launch me back into space.
From where did you hear of these things?
The Earth looks beautiful from up here.
O’ Mother, Your pale face brings the winter. Tilted smile, blessed the harvest. Half your love, saved the voyager. We wait for the night you show your full face. O’ Father Your wrath starved the child. Ever present. With your might, brought the new day. Send your love, so that we may grow again.
In the beginning was the Void.
There was only one hour till the end of the world. She had her black and blue, flowered suitcase on the bed, half filled with clothes falling out of it. A red top that dipped low and was silky to the touch draped over the side along with her favorite pair of black shorts. […]