My Inferno

That I would hang myself in the sky outside your window and slowly reach my hand out to the sun, claiming its fire as my own. One more bright star in your sky, a bloody inferno. So that when you look out, there is one more small piece of joy. I am all I haveContinue reading “My Inferno”

Dead Poets Society

First there was the new kid Thoughtful, logical, and shy. He dreamt of a sweaty toothed madman His YAWP rang through the sky Next there was his roommate The passionate, dreaming Puck. He tried to live his dream, but His father kept him stuck Then there was the lover, Persistent, brave, and kind. He readContinue reading “Dead Poets Society”

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