[1]: the point in the orbit of a planet, asteroid, or comet at which it is farthest from the Sun. [2]: in which clara failingly attempts to write poetry. or what she thinks is poetry.

❝ Hearts are wild creatures, that is why our ribs are cages. ❞ © nate k. 2014

the scrape of a prism on us; you're the paintbrush and i am your canvas and together we draw so many convoluted lines on our lives.

A dialogue short story about the things we wake up to that remind us there are still things in this life worth waking up for. ante meridiem - [adv. & adj.] "before noon;" Abbr: A.M. Or a.m. [credit to owner of image (not me)]

an abundance of space metaphors and you. #1 in poetry 6/7/16

this is about sleep deprivation and crying

Split my head open and you shall see stars.

"they told us that we needed therapy, as if medication and tainted words could fix broken toys."

unspoken stories in only six words. /// 11.11.15 #2 in Short Story ///

we kept each other away from the cold. - a collection of words [ © victoria g. two thousand and fourteen]