Solitude my solace, wrapped around me
like layers of golden hair. Stacks of books
and I can sing as loud as I please all day and night.


[from the poem, Rapunzel: I like the Quiet]

“Alice in DarknessForget tears. Chasingwhite animals with timepiecesin this drug…”

“Little CinderGirl, they can't understand you.You rise from the as-heap in a bla…”

“These ears aren't to be trusted.The keening in the night, didn't you hear?Once …”