Tears on blue petals
I brought to my fading friend
Please Forget Me Not
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Blaire Baron
Llifelong actor, playwright, theatre director; Blaire is Artistic Director of Shakespeare Youth Festival in Los Angeles and launches bi-lingual writing and theatrre programs in South L.A., Africa and Mexico, all with and for young people.
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Two Wrinkles In Time
It is pointless to run, my darling, because sixty seconds ago, I will kill you. My blade will have sliced reality open right in front of you. It will have first pierced it as it would a bed sheet left hanging to dry, flapping in the wind on a Sunday afternoon. But the metal will have drawn a line in the air that the ghostly tear will have followed. Then I, La Dyablès, machete firmly in hand, will have emerged from what your mind, at the time, could only interpret as the other side of here—whatever that means to you. I know. I have seen that look on the faces of countless unlucky… clients. You will not have been the first nor the last to try and reneg on a riches for soul contract only to present this visage to me when I come to collect.
By Lily Séjor4 days ago in Fiction
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thank you !!!!
Loved this.