Guess what it is that turns plants to coal. Pressure. Guess what it is that turns limestone to marble. Pressure. Guess what it is that turns Briony's heart to stone. Pressure. Pressure is uncomfortable, but so are the gallows. Keep your secrets, wolfgirl. Dance your fists with Eldric's, snatch lightning from the gods. Howl at the moon, at the blood-red moon. Let your mouth be a cavern of stars.
Franny BillingsleyMeaning. If you're going to die, you want to find meaning in life. You want to connect the dots.
Franny BillingsleyI like rain and mist. I've never understood why people exclaim over bright skies and bushels of glaring sunshine.
Franny BillingsleyA poem doesnโt come out and tell you what it has to say. It circles back on itself, eating its own tail and making you guess what it means.
Franny BillingsleyI was asking about lust, wasnสผt I? I was fairly certain of it. But isnสผt love supposed to come before lust? It does in the dictionary.
Franny Billingsley