How do people stay in love, anyway? Is it a choice? Or is it like those plants we studied in biology that mutate into something new and totally different but are still part of the same plant family?
Libba BrayI am no longer content to be the scared, obedient schoolgirl. Who are you, a stranger, to tell me what I can and cannot do?
Libba BrayThe night's chilly breath tickles up my neck and finds my ear, whispering secrets only the wind knows.
Libba Bray