Oh my sweet Vivian, I stare into the dwelling sunset, so pretty, so key Why cant we go back...back to how we used to be The flare of your lips, the glare of your eyes...I am so bad at long goodbyes I stare into the stars, they glisten like your eyes The crew of colors begins rapidly...then die...

Faulkner portrayed Emily Grierson, not as a murderous madwoman, but as a desperate woman who lost everything. Her father, the only man in her life, kept her from marriage and happiness. Abandoned by her sweetheart and ostracized society after the family fortune was gone and her father died, she spen...

As we grow up, we have instilled in us certain morals and values. We attend church weekly, and find trust and peace in our minister. We try to mold ourselves after him, reading the Bible, following the passages. But what are we to do when the Reverend makes a mistake, when he breaks the l...

The sanctuary from my childhood dream Torn apart by beaurocratic gain, Nothing is sacred from the dollar Destroying all beauty on earth. It once was a bushland wilderness A hill, overlooking my house, Where we used to run along the bush tracks Racing eachother, trying to excel. Then the ...