there were no regrets
Alternate Reality: 3
Alternate Reality: 2
weightless and without fear, she floated away
Alternate Reality: 1
time caresses her gently
Night Thoughts
thoughts bounce, random and disjointed
to form an insomnious composition–
a study in sharp slivers of colored glass
that although beautiful,
remain opaque and terribly fragile
Wishful
oh it holds stars and moons and sparkling glitter that float in swirls of wishful thinking
One Look
one look, and she came undone
The Past
still, the past persists
