so... I won first place in my schools literary magazine contest! I'm not even gonna lie I'm thrilled! I just sometimes feel like my words will never get me anywhere, so it was a very nice boost of confidence, plus the $50 doesn't hurt either! Sorry, not tryning to brag.... but it's my blog, I can brag if I want too! I won for my piece Persephone's frozen cures. It's one of my earliest posts if you wanna look it up!

Taci's edit

i wanted to share my love of photography with taci, i let her use the web cam to take a picture and showed her how to edit it, this is completely her work, i didn't do anything! how cute is that!

You can't kiss childhood good-bye on the lips

She clung to him in desperation, begging that he would never let her go. He was all she could see. Without him nothing was stable or sure. He was familiar and full of life. But hugging him was strange, she didn’t belong with his arms around her. She belonged chasing him through the thick island jungle, searching for rainbows to capture in tiny glass jars and adorn with dry leaves, or hunting for seashells to sting and hang from the trees or her hair. But they had already done those things many times. So now there was only one thing left. She hugged him tightly taking in his smell for the last time, the smell of fresh dirt, snapped crayons and peanut butter. He didn’t understand the tiny tears on her cheeks. They weren’t the tears he had seen from her before. Not the kind you get after excessive laughing and before your sides ache and you can’t breath. They were rounder and wetter, slower and sadder. This worried him, tears, real sad tears, were not something he had much experience with.
“thank you” she whispered. “ Thank you for everything, I will never forget you. I will always love you.”
“ Ok” he smiled casually, because time held non weight and love was having extra cake after dinner. She leaned in paused and kissed his freckled cheek. “ Good bye” she whispered. Had it been any other boy, any other place or tine, any other goody bye there lips might have met, he might have asked her to stay or slipped his hand in hers. But no “ Good bye Peter” she said with a peck on the cheek. Because one simply cannot kiss childhood good-bye on the lips. And childhood simply wouldn’t want you to.

I was having a bit of fun with contrast and text

Q without U

Q is given the unfound, underling love of understanding U
17 times louder but 17 times loster
Q is the NOT good enough alone letter
the needs U to be complete letter
Q don't need U to be complete and satisfied
But the fact of the matter is Q has very little evidence it can survive without U
sure some cases have been exhibited showing Q without U
but it's uncommon, unusual and unexpected
Q needs U or that's what they think
Q can't be a queen without U
Q's heart can't beat quickly without you
Q had no quality without U
but perhaps Q finds U quaint
maybe Q is done with U
maybe Q just wants to stand alone
17 times loster but 17 times more Independent

Vertigo

The sea the sea the sea
It rolls and rolls and calls to me
but i can't see because the sea
rolls and waves and ripples me
I love the sea but i'm on land
And firmly, surly, strongly i should stand
still and calm please let me be
oh restless, rolling, waving sea

Road trip!

optimism

But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks?

chasing puddles

I love puddles with reflections, they are magic to me! so this is my photography theme for the moment. my travels around the globe(city) chasing puddles