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1. The Girl in the MirrorIt's a nice day in the south of Ireland, and a little cat is sleeping on a very comfortable armchair.
She is dreaming of the coming spring.
There are green meadows, sweet melodies and dances in her dream.
In a whisper the sun assures her that winder is almost finished.
A man knocking on the house door makes her dream fade away.
She opens her eyes annoyed and mews to call her owner.
The old woman opens the doors and welcomes the stranger politely.
The cat wonders if she is still dreaming.
At the door there is the most handsome man she has ever seen.
He is a wayfarer searching for a place to sleep.
He says that he has been walking for two days, and that he is very tired and hungry.
The woman opened the door of her house for him, because he reminds her of her lost son.
She shows him his bedroom and assures him that no one would disturb him before seven o' clock, so he decides to bath and sleep.
He must be very tired, because as he lies on the bed he falls asleep.
The cat jumps in the ward
Follow Your Dreams. Always."Stop shouting mum! I'm coming" he says.
It isn't true. He is going downstairs physically, but his mind remains in the park of that meeting.
The previous night in fact he met a wonderful girl. She had long straight hair, dark as the deepest night, she had big brown eyes, and their intensity thrilled him at the very first glance.
He would never forget the way her fingers played with the goth pendand of the necklace.
Where is she now? What is she doing? Is she imprisoned in her memories too?
He feels he should find her. He can't stand the distance between them. He knows that he would be content only at her side!
But it's impossible to see her again. Her father is vigilant, now that he knows about that night of love and sins.
He wouldn't allow their relation.
The poor boy comes from a simplistic family, he isn't rich and he isn't a prince, while she's a lovely princess that he met in the vibrant colours of the summer.
They had fun together, in the silence of the night and in the shining d
IowaIf you visit Iowa,
you'll call her fields empty,
but she wasn't born that way.
A part of her was carved out
when she was ripped between Virginia
and the purple mountains of New Mexico.
Her gold hair, she tore it out when she realized
it didn't make her a princess.
She laid her locks strung along every road
leading somewhere else.
White hairs on her cheeks
are scars from winter.
Her hair darkens with the dampness
of summer rains.
The storms are never silent,
but neither is life when there's a tear
in your childhood where
a parent ought to be.
I've been flooded by Iowa's sorrow.
The only way I can distract her from her own voided landscape
is if I hate myself harder than she cries.
She just wants to fly
and I want to bus or train,
not because I fear death, but because
I want to take living slow.
It's the only way I ever feel.
From the air it's hard to watch Earth's hips move.
But Earth can't compare to the country.
That's my girl.
Full grown even when harvesting season's j
To depression, for creating days without endWake up to the realization that you've been awake
for seconds, minutes, hours.
You've been awake in this warm, dark room
and you don't know how long it's been
but now you're conscious
and it starts again--
the pain, strong and steady, in your chest.
You gain consciousness in this too warm morning
and your thoughts whir in endless loops
because it's either that or face the weight in your chest.
Light breaks though the window, soft and unwelcome
but you take it as a reluctant gift--
a new distraction from the feelings awake in your chest.
Awake, but not conscious.
So you think yourself in circles a little while longer
waiting for those quiet pains
(the constant reminder)
to gain consciousness.
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