Being a superstitious realist is one of the oddest things to be.It's crossing my fingers andtrying to spot the second Mynah bird hidden in the bush an..
"You will be happy", I whisper to the mirror, after yet again losing something I never had."You will be happy", I try to quell my envy."You will be ha..
In this box-carved out of gilded oak-upon it's silk lined interior,lies a martyr.Medals, shining gold and silver,and satin ribbons every color of the ..