~ Most days, she feels so lost, that you would think there was once a time when she belonged to someone, that she had accidentally been...

~ Her desire was painted green. The same colour of her pills and the gemstone she was named after, his eyes or the light at the end of...

~ I. The Funeral Take the rosemary they have pressed between my toes and use it to garnish your next glass of wine. As you drink make a...