Authorz: Clarissa

we opened moon-soaked eyes to a confusion of never before seen colors and i thought of all the half-thought out questions that i purposely don’t…

I feel my heart is as a sword; Thrust in flames again and again, Then beaten to a needle-sharp point That would break rather than…

I do not take your wings From a selfishness of things That you have and I can never hold. I do not cut your claws…

the price of my soul is six pomegranate seeds. give them to me and i will let you do what you wish. the price of…

“i love you,” she said. ‘i need you,’ she meant. “i love you too,” he said. ‘because it’s convenient,’ he meant. and they were in…

you are the echo of violins on a dark and empty stage when the music has played itself into silence and the only heartbeat left…

You make me want to throw something, Become a tempest and drag you under. But I am afraid, and so refrain, And I swallow my…

even amidst old friendship there is the grip of tension in your belly, the dry mouth, the familiar anxiety when there is a lull in…

I learned to weave straw into gold only to find that you decided it didn’t make a difference.

being nothing less important than a wave of sand on a desert beach i lay down my frowns, of my laughter i strove to teach…

Does a murderer deserve a second chance? “Burn him at the stake!” I say. “If he killed once he’ll kill again. He deserves what he…

“A mind is a terrible thing to waste,” she said, holding in one hand a moon beam, in the other nothing but smooth white skin.…

if i didn’t know better i would think that your heart was carved out of ivory piano keys that sometimes forget they aren’t connected to…

Kill the flower; Pluck the thorn of it’s defense. Cast it’s heart, still beating, From it’s crimson chest. Ruin it, pick it apart, But for…

You think I just had a bad day, And that that’s why my mood is black. But I had a wonderful day, The best day…

I sometimes hear the whisper of who you used to be tapping at the window of who you are now, casting shadows on my heart…

what can you offer me that i would want even just a teeny tiny little bit? i am currently standing before you genuinely confused, my…

(half of what i do is unnecessary) yes, today was good. oh, no, i didn’t do anything. hah, i mean that i was happy. why…

the grass was too green, sharply faceted emerald blades that cut me down to two sizes too small, until i felt so shrunken down that…

serrated knife cut (how deep love goes) through to bone when bone is the soul of body, held together by tape & pride & stubborn…