Mosiac
The strong gusts of wind were unyielding, relentlessly tugging at her umbrella and sending her auburn locks whipping around her face. The ribbon that had …
The strong gusts of wind were unyielding, relentlessly tugging at her umbrella and sending her auburn locks whipping around her face. The ribbon that had …
Her exquisite feet skimmed the floor, like ephemeral swallows of passion. She paused in front of the gauzy, billowing curtains in the breast-heaving moonlight. The …
“Don’t look at me like that,” I said. He moved closer, looking at me directly. That unnerved me even more. “Kaz,” he said seriously. “Yeah, …
These are the thoughts of my eight year old son upon watching Baz Luhrmann’s Romeo + Juliet (1996); Romeo is a dumb name. Explosions are …