Floats through dormitories A pale and translucent sprite, Or else a specter with Blood-red head, body white, Unclosing eyes follow, the soul ‘Round a corner vanish. Pick the tank up; Red Cap Oranda
How often I write things last minute Until there’s little effort in it, Because I’m so much better Right as I see the turn-in time. I write a less-than-robust rhyme, So
Higgledy-Piggledy Hades’ Persephone Six Months in Underworld Darkness and Cling. Ceres, or Demeter, Extra-possessively Calls for her Daughter to Usher the Spring.
I made some assumptions about you From the first time we met. Most of them turned out to be true, But I have more to find out yet. From the first time we
My friends played in the church stairwell To let the time go by. I would have gone if I was brave, But fear left me standby. I wanted to go up the stairs,