As the wax melted I noticed the carcass of a moth Drifting to the surface A gorgeous, grim silhouette In the crimson tidepools Of the dual flame It pushed against the glass horizon Fleeing the fire it

You are in a group of female friends. There is one gentleman The gentleman, upon saying goodbyes, gives them a hug each. Most are grasped without asking in tight and awkward side-scrunches. You panic,

Okay guys this is a big thing for me. I posted this on my blog a while ago now and recently those demons have come back with a vengeance. I thought this would be a perfect first post. If you struggle with

Funny how things just sometimes tend to unfold before your eyes just like that of the dragonfly and what @oaldamster mentioned that he saw a snail eating his ginger plant in this comment thread on one