gessette monaque, jeunue,
myl ed tallamemè;
sezzerette! touparé --
hinoeh valk, stwa,
pallae ed hyra
suozo, suosine,
l'julien aux mossêin
mylé sett, giocalla fâr
xello, xamay,
l'hetellique
avar, avar! delinné
ed l'sombrei
deszet, deszihn
wyll ed taidie

The moon is the sultry eye of the sky; her soft silver glamour spills onto the stars.

The moon is a shell which scrapes the surface of the night, leaving a silver glow in its wake. 

 

And the moon was a glowing light that meant hope in the strange darkness.

Eeriul, the moon of teal.

I knew from day one,
The way you tripped over Kayden at the door.
Oh, it was Salem,
The magic in your eyes as you got off the floor

I knew then that we'd be friends
And wreak havoc on this town

Oh, you're a godsend,
Hold my hand on the way down!

Whenever there's a catastrophe
I'll be your ghostbuster, mystery machine
I'll be right next to you if you need me

Wherever you step
High or low
I'll...

Her eyes blurred, she blinked a couple of times and saw a blurred image of Natasha. “What happened?!” Natasha yelled. She managed to mutter, “Someone… called … mirror,” as she spoke she strained to lift her frail finger and pointed at the mirror.

The next time she was conscious, she was in her bed in a much more comfortable position then what she was after the incident. 

“You’re lucky it’s the weekend.” Leo smirked.

“I called you guys to tell...

1
 
 
 
         “Stop worrying, Chris,” my cousin Julie insisted. The two of us stood at the Aunt Sally’s driveway, waiting in a signature thick, Orangeboro Kentucky fog for the school bus. “You won’t be picked on, I promise.”
 
         I didn’t like having a fourteen-year-old talk to me like that. After all, I was going on eighteen. But, I did need the reassurance. I’d always been homeschooled before Mom and Dad died and I imagined I’d...

Love to hate
 
Red roses, who could have guessed that? What an original. How has no one ever thought of this before? Of course, roses are the perfectgift for a date! I need to calm down. He’s doing his best. It’s supposed to be sweet. Everything about Matthew is supposed to be sweet. He is always dressed up for dates, always has some small gift. He opens doors for me, ensures I am comfortable. Everything about him is...

The fiancé –
There’s this bar on the outskirts of the city of Melbourne. Not outside the city, but just before the buildings turn to spaced out, dodgy apartments and abandoned structures. The name itself is enough to attract writers and readers, especially fans of the works of Fitzgerald. The room embodies a Gatsby getaway with a touch of modern comfort. Allowing the people of this time to connect and bask in another. That bar was always one of my...

The mother -
Newborn’s cry. Consistently. I can feel the weight of the bags under my eyes as Johnathan throws the blanket back with a sigh. 4:02 am. I don’t move. It’s not something I do much these days. People don’t understand how exhausting it is, trying to pull your limbs through six feet of grief. That’s what the therapist called it. Grief.  I keep telling myself it shouldn’t be like this; I shouldn’t be like this. He was so...

and the moon was a sleepless photographer

1. The moon resonated with her -
    The girl, hollowed out, pale and glowing.

2. ​You could trace the crescent moon in his smile, the faltering muscles dipping in his cheeks.

3. The moon hung, mocking with it's Cheshire smile, disappearing behind the cloudy cloak. 

4. A lunar eclipse with myself.
    
    

...clouds, ever-changing,
forming shapes in my eyes,
ringing softly. Memories unfolding,
singing blue skies,
my mother once nice
held my life in her cradle,
and father would labor
for our sakes...

Clouds turned bright red,
glossed over,
tossed under lights,
I shed a tear...
Moments later,
velvet, scarlet, eventually turned to
metal blue...cobalt.

And so did the warmth of those days gone.

 

If I could hold you forever the way I am now;
If I could love you this purely, I could just show you how
To be strong, to be constant, you are who you are:
Just trust in yourself and I know you’ll go far
 
I’ll be the one here who holds your head high;
Who flies when you’re laughing and falls when you cry,
I’m your comfort, your rock, my love cannot be wrong:
You must make your...

These conspiracy theories are weird yet interesting. VERY interesting.
So there are four of the theories.

                                                                        The Kennedys did it
Just two-and-a-half months after her famously sultry performance of "Happy Birthday" at President John F Kennedy’s 45th birthday on 19 May 1962 at Madison Square...

These are my own thoughts, and conspiracy theories.
The 9/11. Do you think this theory is true?
It's interesting, but I don't personally know if i want to believe or not.

The theory is:
A plane never hit the twins, it was bombs exploding from the second world war II.
The plane is just a cover up for the government wanting to kill people to lower the popularity of america.

Want evidence? I'll give you them ;)
     ...

Nekesa felt a sharp, sudden pain in her feet. Gingerly, she knelt to extract the shards of glass that had pierced through her worn Bata slippers. After removing them, she stood once more, her right hand cradling the side of her head.

“Uko sawa?” the voice floated down from the two storey building, slicing through the cacophony of discordant sounds assaulting her fragile ears. Blearily, she looked up. The woman held an iron bar in her hands, which she had...

                                                          These are my own conspiracy theories.
Walt Disney being frozen.
Is this true or not? ;)
My opinion, yes. I believe this, Walter Elias Disney was an American entrepreneur, animator, and an amazing voice actor and film producer. A pioneer of the American animation industry, he introduced several developments in the production of...

                                                          These are my own conspiracy theories.
Walt Disney being frozen.
Is this true or not?
My opinion, yes. I believe this, Walter Elias Disney was an American entrepreneur, animator, and an amazing voice actor and film producer. A pioneer of the American animation industry, he introduced several developments in the production of cartoons.
...

The ocean is wild and roaring
and free,
Salt and seaweed
and sand. 
We take its water
and filter and clean
every 
drop,
we cover it with chemicals,
burn it until scalds,
and we say
now it is natural,
now it is pure. 

The ocean is wild and roaring,
but not always free.
Pulled by the moon
in monthly tides,
a puppet on
invisible
strings.
It bears fading coral reef sunsets,
withering algae,
and fish, and crustaceans,
using tides of...

1. 
graceful arcs
curved bodies
contrast of black 
and white
the swimmers dive
sleek, seal-like
under eye

2.
fake pearls 
glued
to fool’s
gold; stolen,
all the wealth 
i ever owned

3.
spiderweb
collecting breath
like
dream-catcher left
on hospital bed

4.
queen of tide
and the flood, and the blood
eternity in a month,
you run
 

[VERSE ONE]
You sleep in the sun,
Stained red and bronze
Frozen, I am falling
With your name in my lungs

[PRECHORUS]
The wind moans your name
And follows me, lonely
They say love is eternal and
You love me, eternally, like I
Do the same.

[VERSE TWO]
Making sandcastles on beaches
Our bodies entwine
Fingers first, over scars
Waves break and breach me
I pass the time
Counting your kisses
On my shoulder, on my spine

[CHORUS]
When should...

i think,
his eyes must hold the light of
every sunset that's ever graced
his skin.

& i think,
moonlight must have sunk into
his hands, because those fingers 
have to be the gentlest to ever
cling to my waist.

& i think,
the stars must dance through his
dreams each night, to fill his lungs
with the heavenly sweetness of
celestial beings.

& i think,
how in the name of anything
did i get an angel boy to look
at me twice?
 

Hm, it feels weird, doesn’t it? This mask you wear on your face. It’s doesn’t fit you. It squeezes around your face, suffocating you. You can’t breathe.
It hurts. Oh, it hurts so bad. Don’t you just wanna scream?
But, what does that matter? Look around you. Everyone else is wearing it. Don’t you want to be just like them?
Answer that correctly. The answer is yes. It’s yes, right? Say yes. Are you saying yes? Good.
Don’t take...

Hm, it feels weird, doesn’t it? This mask you wear on your face. It’s doesn’t fit you. It squeezes around your face, suffocating you. You can’t breathe.
It’s hurts. Oh, it hurts so bad. Don’t you just wanna scream?
But, what does that matter? Look around you. Everyone else is wearing it. Don’t you want to be just like them?
Answer that correctly. The answer is yes. It’s yes, right? Say yes. Are you saying yes? Good.
Don’t take...

Hm, it feels weird, doesn’t it? This mask you wear on your face. It’s doesn’t fit you. It squeezes around your face, suffocating you. You can’t breath.
It’s hurts. Oh, it hurts so bad. Don’t you just wanna scream?
But, what does that matter? Look around you. Everyone else is wearing it. Don’t you want to be just like them?
Answer that correctly. The answer is yes. It’s yes, right? Say yes. Are you saying yes? Good.
Don’t take...