Archives for December 2009
They don’t understand, when they give it to you, that they bleed out all the joy. That stars become specks of sand and flowers fade to paper cuts. Magic should never be homework, then it wouldn’t be magic. Homework de-magics… continue reading »
I am sitting in shadows and eating chocolate biscuits because it is too bright outside. The sun singes the leaves and makes the pavement hot to run on. Patch and I watch L’Ecole and I tie ribbons in my hair.… continue reading »
It was beautiful and true. I miss them already, especially Alexander (he was my favourite) I want to go back again soon. Even if I cry an ocean on the way.