All I want, more than anything in the universe, is to be a mother, have friends, and settle down. Hard to do when you’re an emerald-tinted badass with a reputation for assassination and being proud. Not to mention being the last of my species, to…
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Persona Poem
I dance with their rules, give them a spin just long enough to get by. To earn a buck, I’ll do what they say. But stay too long, and you’re infiltrated. You start thinking in khaki. Your polo shirt collar gets ’round your mind. …
Honey, Honey
You don’t care about me I give and give and give You take and take and take Poisoned my flesh with your selfish ways I can’t breathe I’m weak, I’m tired Need my honey, my elixir, my life One day you will wakeup and I’ll…
Sam Vimes’ Kyrielle
With rolling gait to last throughout the day On cobblestones trod many times before The copper’s beat, that old familiar way On night patrol, in company with Law The titles to my name are so much sham For making idiots react with awe My mirror…
In his eyes
I see her in the light She refuses to see herself A beautiful masterpiece Her flaws Become the magnifying Glass To the infinite possibilities Of her being When she looks in the mirror I see that she’s staring Right Back at me Our eyes lock…
Like Trains In The Night
Sometimes I think the game is rigged. Have you ever really seen a happy actor? And I don’t mean a rich one, I mean a truly happy actor, content with his lot, a lot that (ironically) constantly shifts. One production after another, one script, one hotel,…