I ask the moon for a star, and it gives me a rock. Not its rock, but a rock that reminds me more of the earth than the moon. Instead of gray moondust, it's full of lush greens with small brown cracks. It has gray scars along its sides that remind me of fossils, a … Continue reading I asked the moon
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The moon
Once the blue moon risesYou can find me whispering to the starsAsking why I am left to the wolves They’ll speak of the highest mountainsI’ll ask about the dirt belowAnd they’ll point me toward the sea Once the red moon risesYou can find me yelling at the soilAsking if the wolves had to devour me … Continue reading The moon
Book review – Bone Crier’s Moon (Spoiler Free)
“I picture the shark's grotesque face. I see her trying to wring the life out of Ailesse. She isn't majestic like the alpine ibex or beautiful like the peregrine falcon. She isn't even charming like the fire salamander. I won't mourn to see her dead. But does that mean she deserves to die?” Title: Bone … Continue reading Book review – Bone Crier’s Moon (Spoiler Free)
Robin LeeAnn 