Based on "the greedy the people" by e.e. cummingsthe angry the girls(as he as can try)they shriek and they bitchand they die for a wishthough flowers in the meadowssay Peacethe lovely the boys(as soft as can she)they pose and they primpand they weep for untilthough the dress in the closetsays Nowthe lonely the voices(as apart as can dark)they. }Ancient Prophecy'In the last of days, a boy shall appear;Saving our people his direction shall steer.At first two, then he shall be aloneTogether again when they are prone.Their love shall make them the same, After, they will share one name.Together again, as he in grief cries, The two shall live, and yet one dies.''This war must end, a final battle;The universe foundations the 'two-yet-one' shall rattle.The 'two-yet-one' shall rule all, Yet the path be a long and cruel haul.Victory assured,. She lathered a shampoo that smelled of coconuts into it, slowly massaging her scalp, feeling the worries and pain of the last few weeks just wash away down the plug hole along with the white remains of the hair wash. Lianne wished she could have wanted to stay there all day. She wished that she could have wanted to never leave the shower, to just be able to sit down in the middle of it and drift off to sleep. But she didn’t want to do any of that, she wanted to get out of there as quickly as.Read More
