Meet May Bird: a very shy, very precocious young girl who wants nothing more than to live in a world where she’s accepted and loved. One day while walking in the woods she finds that world—or falls into it, really. Through a pond, May enters the Ever After, a world of ghosts. Here, towns glow blue beneath zipping stars and the people—are they really people?—walk through walls. Here, the Book of the Dead holds the answers to everything in the universe. And here, if May is discovered, the horrifyingly evil Bo Cleevil will turn her into nothing. May Bird must get out. Fast. As May journeys through fantastic lands, she gathers an unusual group of new friends who join together to overcome Bo Cleevil and find the way back home.

❝ i imagine love, i imagine you. ❞ -from chapter: in 35 words. [random poems, specific emotions] highest ➳ #44

and maybe that is the plan. to tell you i am doing fine, that i am living somewhere nice now; then lie down in the fire and disappear completely. prose.

Not an egg fertilizing mammal. Not a baby producing machine. Not a wife, girlfriend or sweetheart. Not a weaker section of the society. Breaking the bends, Smashing the norms, Dashing the walls, Burning the shackles, Flying the dreams, Roaring with thunder, Emerges a Woman. FOR HER....BY HER....TO HER!

A series of poems and prose around caring for my best friend, my wife.

Poor in money. Rich in family.

Poetry on nature and experience

Here are the words I could never say aloud. Please proceed with caution. My soul is at your fingertips. xx hiraeth [hɨraɪ̯θ] (n). a homesickness for a home you cannot return to, or that never was

for when I'm feeling pensive

my heart becomes worthy