• Hugs and Infinities
I don't think I've ever written about first love or high-school crush or anything of that sort. So, here it is! It's my variation on first love where two girls really like each other and then stuff happens. I do hope you like it! It starts like this : " You were a reflection of me from the way you walked, to the way you tied your hair...."
Till the day the world is a safe place to live in, I'll write about the reasons why it's not. While I do sugar-coat things very often to give people reasons to smile, I know that being raw is the only option to spread awareness. This post is about marital rape and justice.
Here's a little something I wrote. It's about diaries and memories and tragedies. Also, wine. There's also a few tv show references. It starts with this - "Happy stories are like glasses of wine. They don’t last forever unless you have a big bottle hidden somewhere".....
"1957, one autumn night, she asked me to write poetry on her skin. It was right after I'd kissed her waist and told her how her skin reminded me of paint - of blue seas, white birds, yellow autumn leaves, and red wine, every shade that made her human........."
Zale's house was filled with objects that he'd collected over time that represented different story-telling principles. A black toy gun from when he was eight was framed in a glass box to remind him of Chekhov's Gun concept. His (now dead) bird's cage.....