flight back

I’m on the flight back home.

Hephaestus’ Cage

In these glass cages, my heart beat flutters against my rib cage, begging to be freed.

supernova

i promise i will be a supernova in this galaxy.

happiness

grounded in reality, happiness does not fly away.

mad monkey

the mad monkey asked me “would you like some tea?”

clouds

i fly somewhere in the clouds you can’t reach.

contradictions of reality

the sane and the insane blur together into shades of gray.

skies of fortune

after the storm cameeyes cleared to reality:blue skies of fortune

We All Have a Story to Tell

Dark brown hair, tilted brown eyes, tanned skin. Blonde wavy hair, blue glittering eyes, fair skin. Dark curly brown hair, intense dark brown eyes, coffee-colored skin. We all have a story to tell. Past our skin color, past our look, past our personality. A person once told me we have three hearts. One heart we

The Reality About “Happily Ever Afters”: An Ending Grounded in Fiction

I’ve never really enjoyed happily ever afters. Happily ever afters are a tidy way to end a story. It’s simple and easy. It leaves the readers with no questions, leaves the author feeling satisfied, and leaves everyone happy. I’ve never liked those endings. Because a world where everyone is happy is no world at all.