But, it was Jupiter who lay nestled up against her. There had, Annie realized, been a changing of the guard and a release from her ever-present malaise. The cat looked up inquiringly into his mistress's eyes, as if to say, this is all new to me too.
Read MoreSnide circle of life,
something about the conservation of all energy
that enervates the grand delusion
how you watch over me when I sleep
to catch a softness that fades as I wake
The Prince felt like a tragic figure now, a jilted lover cast adrift in a callous, uncaring world. The Prince was done. The Prince was over.
Read More“No, stay here. I want to be with you here, where everyone can see.”
Read MoreYour puzzled palms will unclose their prayer.
You will tilt your head at it
as if a weightless dawn
had first illuminated the hue
of your long-closed eyelids,
They will call me a sprite, an imp, a mischievous fairy, a hobgoblin, Robin Goodfellow. You can just call me Puck.
Read MoreThe moon illuminates no one, but me, for no one is in the
room but me and the moon.
