WeepingWisteria

Ooh. I really like the juxtaposition of the warm sun on cool skin in the first stanza. And then the description of the gentleness of the sun in the second.

In Protest of Being Ignored I really don’t deserve this. I know, I know, you don’t want to hear this. I’m just a moon, a pathetic child. And you’re the ...

With Impatience and Love My love, I have been out of your arms for twenty-four long years. You are the subject of every dream, the two of us twirling after ...

A Letter to Mother Don't worry about me, Mother, I am perfectly content, watching the Kuiper Belt behind me, living in ice and methane. Warmth is for the aestorid kingdom, ...

To All My Oceans Frozen Over Warning: Reference to suicide ideation. Please read carefully. I suppose it’s my fault for not reaching out, for being, forgive the pun, so cold-shouldered. ...

Malvis flicked out her soap-licker blade from some hidden part of her dress. “I could give you one, if you’d like.” Her smirk was dangerous, her hair curling tighter, the ...

Estella Fay nodded. “So… is their name for someone who makes noise and does movements they can’t control?”

Malvis blinked, her hair turning platinum again. She didn’t bother to hide it or move it. “Pardon?”

Malvis sighed. “I can get you on a ship back to the states. It’ll take a couple of days though, alright?”

Malvis frowned slightly, making her posture a bit straighter. “Oh? Does my face make you… uncomfortable ?”

Estella Fay nodded. “Do… do you know a lot of names… for stuff like that that?”

Estella Fay nodded. “Oh. Oh wow, okay. That’s…” She laughed. “I… I never thought… anyone would ever understand me.”

Malvis nodded. “So. Any idea of how you are supposed to get back?”

Malvis nodded, a streak of her hair turning white. She batted it out of the way, revealing more of her empty eye socket and facial scar. “Must have been a ...

“So, you struggle with focusing. You’re hyperactive.” She hiccuped. “That… that’s me. I struggle with focusing. Or staying still. Or even… keeping my mind quiet.”