Forget Me Not

I lit candles in my fireplace today, in coloured-glass-filled lanterns, which cast bright shadows on the walls in crystal hues. I lit candles in lanterns with filigree metalwork, so that patterns danced and swayed with the flames, and the shadows were cast out (except where they were beautiful). I lit candles that were plain, in…

Calling it Quits

Dear Life, You win. You’ve been winning for years, but I thought I was a fighter. I thought I had Right on my side. Or Love. Or *something*. And it’s not that there wasn’t love, not by any means – it was there. Lots of it. But you cheated. You fucking cheated.