There, an irregularity! Could it be? I inspect closer with hope that I might glimpse a view. Finally the form resolves and my eyes allow me. The oblong eye, pearl and red marbled skin, dotted with cups like bubbles along your arms. The elation subsides as I realize you are hiding. Sadly, I then understand, you feel you have to disappear. I wish only to observe you. How do you see me? As an enemy ...
The stars are dying. Slowly but surely. In a blaze of wonder we will never see, their magic ceases. But don’t tell them. We wouldn’t want their light to dim. But I am not a star, so I think on the secret the stars can’t know. I feel as though I dim when I remember I share the stars fate. But will it be a blaze of wonder? Or merely fade like the moon at dawn? Maybe the stars know the answers, all t...
Am I myself?
I fear my emotions betray all those of whom I may be composed.
I am my parents when anger engulfs me.
I am my friends when in their company.
I learned from my teachers the worth of myself, some taught me to work and achieve, others determined I was not worth the effort.
I find myself curious in moments of solitude.
Am I an individual? Have I been making my own choices and living ...