Your fortress, a structure spectacular built with blood and memories of those who made you loathe yourself.   I was in awe of it for awhile and then later, bored with your need to be holed up  with historical demons and antique canons ready for blasting new suitors, me.   I know you love a … Continue reading

I Am This…

I am this  by emma magenta Who I am is not this not a still lake jealous of the ocean it’s expansiveness freedom to roar and roll gather momentum wipe out coastal towns if it gets the urge. I am not this a broken Brumby fixed in a cowboy lasso caught and corralled in a … Continue reading