A String of Words

“And, when I crossed the wild, I chanced to see, at break of day, The solitary child.” Lucy Gray, or Solitude By: Gabriela Yareliz I was reading through my Winter anthology, edited by Melissa Harrison. This morning, my eyes fell on a passage (quoted above). As I was reading, I knew the words felt soContinue reading “A String of Words”

You Belong to Me

“So I went on writing. The story was writing itself and I was having a hard time keeping up with it. […]I’ve seen you, beauty, and you belong to me now, whoever you are waiting for and if I never see you again, I thought. You belong to me and all of Paris belongs toContinue reading “You Belong to Me”