He kissed back, all the pages spread out around us like riddles waiting to be solved. Let them wait. Let my genes unravel, my hinges come loose. If my fate rests in the hands of a madman, let death come and bring its worse. I'll take the ruined craters of laboratories, the dead trees, this city with ashes in the oxygen, if it means freedom. I'd sooner die here than live a hundred years with wires in my veins.
Lauren DeStefanoWhen I am writing anything in general, I just want to tell the story that exists in my head; I don't try to write a parable or make a point.
Lauren DeStefanoIn the distance I see a lighthouse. The light washes over us and continues on its rotation. This time, I don't know where the light will guide us.
Lauren DeStefano