He took a sip of water and pressed on with the questioning. “So, Cristal, what is your earliest memory of a bad experience?” She wasn’t entirely sure why she needed these interviews, or even why she was being put forward for promotion. Sure, she could pro...
Little yellow trumpet,Defiant lest frost encroachesGarden whore, lemon strumpetNodding gaily, as spring approaches Narcissus, you vainly watchThrough my window – a looking glassIn your bed, she’s another notchSmiling petals, as bold as brass Betwixt the s...
Sweet summer rose, surviving autumn frost, How come you hang on, when all the rest have lost? Why does your bloom linger so? You know it’s time to go. To spread your petals, Releasing your soul, lying where they settle. I will tend and prune you in the m...
