Giles Kidd
He’s the boy of “great” wonders. He’s a talented young man. He’s articulate and dapper, And what he wants to say he can. The pen melts into his fingers, And the worlds in words are so. Passive silence is his … Continued
He’s the boy of “great” wonders. He’s a talented young man. He’s articulate and dapper, And what he wants to say he can. The pen melts into his fingers, And the worlds in words are so. Passive silence is his … Continued
The day was mild. It was near winter, and the last of the leaves were hanging on dearly to their branches. It had lightly snowed the night prior, as the ground was damp. The sun preferred to stay hidden behind … Continued
If I could make a world, and it would totally be my own, I would make forests for my fire and forests left alone. The sky would still be blue, ‘cause the smoke couldn’t reach it. I would control my … Continued
The hill overlooks most of the world underneath the dome of the sky. The clouds, foaming and large, hang unmoving, as if held adrift in the air by invisible strings tied to the dome ceiling. They never leave. The hill … Continued
It was still early. Thirteen minutes past six. Only a few ladies and gentlemen stepped out of their quaint homes, lined up so neatly and organized along the cobblestone road that ran perfectly along the perimeter of the town. The … Continued
I have seen the world from a broad range of perspectives, but the world’s view of me never seems to change. It has taken me several years to understand my ethnic background, and still I do not fully know the … Continued