Anger. Rage. All around people training to fight or defend. Awkward martial arts. Beautiful faces, roiling with ego and fear. Beautiful bodies with angular limbs, exposing uncertainty in proportion to the size of their weapons. Brandishing arms of war with snarls of terror to frighten…

The only gift I ever wanted came to me, The only thing I’ve ever wanted, since I was three When all I ever wanted was to be Happily married To, exactly, only and both: Brad and Dee Forever happened forever and it never came to…

I sat on an old wishing chair A whining, rickety one at that I said, “To Paris, away with flair But it stood there looking like a doormat ” Fly”, I said, “or i’ll thrash you without care” “I must see Notre Dame and the…