“I love love love you,” and the hang up beep. I sit alone in a room, my room, alone except for my thoughts and my stress. Emancipation. E-m-a-n-c-i-p-a-t-i-o-n. The clock on the wall is ticking too loudly. My thoughts fly from my ears to the door, from the door to the world, a great big world where somewhere down south, a beautiful red-rose-hair enchanting-blue-eyes kind-lovely-soul astonishing-mind wish of a girl, la femme Je’adore, sits with the hang up beep, after...

It turns out
that if you push people too far away
they leave.
And they take every trace that they were there with them.
It turns out, that if you
(the fox)
sneak around and lie,
they (the righteous) decide you are no longer worth bleeding for.
It turns out that they are right.
But,
BUT,
(B U T),
It also turns out
that foxes are majestic 
and fire is your element 
and red is a nice color.
So they...