Swallowing hours. 
Swallowed by flowers. 
Hallowing out these April showers.
Let the rain drown out what used to be. 
'Til you're used to me. 

WOMAN:

I can't help, but... shudder from time to time when I think about it. And I know, it's been silly of me to linger, I mean... there WERE good times: Dates, kind words, gentle k...

 1. Eventually an evening arose 

2. for eager young, Eve's curiosity

 Dreams.

We're all born with them. We're all visited by thousands of them every night in our sleep. Some are dreams of the future. Some of the pas...

It’s late.

The last drops of sunshine are slowly fading away as they are dragged out past the horizon, and out of sight. My stomach is growling, but I know I mustn’t eat;...

She sits there.

Her legs dangle lightly over the side of the roof of her house.

A slight wind blows.

It chills.

She buries herself further into th...

Blink away the tears.

Rapidly blink away the tears, until all that remains is the misty remnants of your pain on the horizon.

The great playwright, T.S. Eliot once said,

“In a play, from the beginning, you have to realize that you’re preparing something which is going into the hands of other peo...

Honey in your stare

Blooming flowers in your hair

But, the vines have nicked my skin

As your lips spread with a grin.