I'm new. I'm a new person. This, I've never done. Maybe all y'all are too cool for me. This, I don't know. Anyway, today = six plus hours of inhaling spray fixative in a not-well-ventilated-enough room while "creating" direct mailers for my employer. Then seeing my shrinkologist. Then eating pad thai. Then drinking red wine while watching "The Cat People" (1942). Then doing this.
For some reason, I'm nervous.
Emoticon.
Tonight the moon is dead, dying. My ghost flies like a loosed kite, tonight. My ghost, wrenched like smoke in the icy wind, wisps toward the dying moon, the dead stars. Tonight, my ghost flies.
For some reason, I'm nervous.
Emoticon.
Tonight the moon is dead, dying. My ghost flies like a loosed kite, tonight. My ghost, wrenched like smoke in the icy wind, wisps toward the dying moon, the dead stars. Tonight, my ghost flies.