simply paradise
wherever she is
that is where
I long to be

Little things started to rile
by all odds,
not quite like the ache
head leant against your back.

Under cover a long dull hum
I thought of ghosts,
but I faced down the quake
until your aura had been caved in.

Like a god in disguise from on high
withdrawn with no words
but with human inability to break
and get the best from doing wrong.

Little tale or true story
him and her trying each other out
but got back to the ways of their own.
"The pagan and the profane on an isle."

Can you see her?
She’s invisible
The quiet girl sitting
alone in the back
of the classroom. No one
sees her pain, her tears;
all that they see are her
good grades and fake smile.
The “cool” kids torment her,
the mirror mocks her,
and her siblings refuse
to leave her alone.
She decides that she needs
to get away
from everything that
harms her heart and soul.
So she buries herself in books, in tales of
faraway lands and knights
in shining armour.
She explores alien
planets and she lives
in distant times, but too
soon, she must return
to reality and face
the world once again.



-Emmah Starcher
Written by hand:March 3, 2015
Edited by hand:June 27,2015
Typed and edited:October 12,2015