See he was the sun and I was the moon...

Sometimes I’ll scroll on the internet and happen upon another post perhaps praising a diet with chia seeds and celery sticks or telling the story of a monk who starved himself to death in devotion to his deity or cause. Oftentimes when the term “fasting” is brought up, people will roll their eyes as they think of over-the-top, sometimes extremist, behaviours among health-guru yoga moms, teenagers with eating disorders and fanatics that believe starving themselves will earn th

CW: Discussion of content relating to pornography. / No one wants to hear the words “we need to talk”...

Mama didn't join the military / Mama refused to go / Mama said it was useless to die so far from home...

The eyes are looking at me / -as they did when I first fell -they never relent to be / staring into my very self. I know they...

she had lived now / all fantasy / never could seem to get the simple idea that life was asleep on her couch / out of mind...

Decode to get the story (or read the decoded version)...

Of things that always rhymed with my old name / I never quite could hear the sentiment / and when you come again, my hand to claim...

There always lies the question / the poet or the muse? / to give my heart through letters / to wash his muddy shoes...

off centered / always off centered / not to the naked eye / or the clothed truth / but to the heart that sits a little to the left...

I am a living corpse / My bell doth not yell toll / My blood still runs through veins of mine / My mind doth still control...

This piece is another one of my first compositions and we're back with the triplets again. The whole thing started out with me messing...

there she lies / ophelia in white / in the pale riverbed / her bouquet of roses and lilies of ice / hydrangeas and tulips...

He waves at her quietly. This is a library after all. “Excuse me?” / “Hm?” / And she takes off her earphones. “Mind if I-?” / ...

I don't know about you / whether you find comfort in the sun / think of the rain as your confident...

This piece is one of my first compositions. It is very simple as I focused on melody and a "nice" sounding accompanying cello bit...

She's been with me since I was maybe fourteen. I didn't notice her until I was sixteen, didn't know her name until I was nineteen. She...

Grief came to my door one day. I tried to turn my head as if he were not there, though he patiently waited for me to look. I yelled and...

I drive by him when I get off work / he strikes me with a strange feeling / he stands there abandoned / just an idle windmill...

RSCoaLSR - Part 2. I’ve been following the train tracks for so long now. I watched all the movies, read all the books, nothing prepared...