flax-golden

heart’s desire They say if you capture a golden deer it has to grant your heart’s desire. I figured therefore they’d be pretty difficult to catch, so when one started hanging around my backyard

a year of you This year required a lot of bottles. I’m not sure how many, I didn’t count. More than last year, but I didn’t know you last year, which still seems strange.

holiday cheer of the reluctant variety I despise the holidays, consumerism and plastered-on merriment wrapped in festive ribbons and shoved down my throat before I’ve even taken my Hallowe’en costume off. Every day a

beautiful uncertainties “Why do you do that?” he asks me, while I’m rinsing off my brushes. “Why do I do what?” “Why do you write things you don’t believe on the tables?” “I believe

the way home I am tiring of paths that lead to walls. I know each wall will have a door, but they’re difficult to find and even more difficult to open, and it takes

to help you see the whole truth I didn’t really question my mental state until giant owls started talking to me. Well, a giant owl. One is probably enough for sanity-doubting. Though I wasn’t