Lauren Hunter20 February 2017
The rocking chair swayed back and forth like water against the hull of a ship. Through the window, she could see that the night was still. In the valley below, the soft glow of the town stretched all the way to the shore.
To be jettisoned into space,
disintegrating amongst the silence,
bleached & violated by cosmic tidings,
finally twinkling as stardust within the void.
When you were five and I a head taller
we snapped the arms of plastic dolls
in the hopes of making them bend.
Though he wears a rich coat burning brighter than the sand of any desert, the twinkle in the lion’s amber eyes has long since faded.
“Life begins at the end of your comfort zone.”
cher if u agree
No one else made a fuss about Nelly Furtado’s latest album when it was released three months ago, but I felt I owed it to her.
I run home, which hurts my bladder.
Current animation student at the Victorian College of the Arts. I make weird art out of clay sometimes.
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