The sun is infamous for undoing cocky youth, but why topple this uncertain girl? The ball

At the end, my hair is washed. My eyes glinted, my fingers dipped. I am covered

I sent the others on ahead to steal some time alone. “Solitude is the price of

As a window shuts, a cavern opens to the core each bubble grafts to the wall

“All this time I’ve wasted has caught up to me,” he says to himself as he

The old year winds down. Brightly, and with extra warmth, these last few days will seem