ORIGIN: It’s a family tree. Grandfather was a pathfinder. He was born a mouse and died a bat. Nobody knows where he got his inspiration from, but we got ours from a frog. I know that inspiration is all about breathing in oxygen and breathing out carbon dioxide, but that picture doesn’t resonate with me. […]
BATTY FAMILY TREE: FIRST GRANDSON. Read More »
ORIGIN: We have a soft spot for this Brush. Who knows, maybe it’s because our hearts are black as apple seed. The thought crossed my mind. Sinking my nails deep and ripping that apple in half, stem and lone leaf be damned. I have never cared for birds that puff out their chest. I am
BITES OF POISON-RED APPLES. Read More »
ORIGIN: Some people cut apples horizontally to find stars. We cut them vertically to find owls because silence isn’t our thing. The owl of my heart has taken wing. That’s my treasure right there. That pillow. Those feathers. My line in the sand. Sweet dreams. Sweet dreams. Sweet dreams. Stop right there. A feather-soft whisper
Tanto pica la pega en la raiz del torvisco, hasta que quebranta el pico. The saying teaches that things shouldn’t be taken to extremes. And we won’t lie, we took a liking to it because of the broken beak, long before the dictionary enlightened us. Who knew that magpies also flew under that pseudonym?
MAGPIES IN SHINING ARMORS AND POISONOUS DRAGONS. Read More »