I sit comfortably in the passenger seat of her car, leaning my head against the headrest, breathing in the permeating scent of coffee and hot chocolate. Placing my backpack on my lap, I grip the left strap tightly within my hand while my other hand is occupied with a Wimpy hot chocolate. Facing forw...
In Szymborska's "True Love" we find a warm, tender, and shocking poem. ... The speaker almost shames the feelings that she presented in the previous stanzas in the last lines, where she basically states that if it makes it easier for you to get through the night to hold this grudge on true love and those who enjoy it, so be it. ...
Her mid-length golden hair flowed out of her tight ponytail hitting the bottom of her white collared shirt. Her hazel eyes were really showing more green than brown this evening. The band was playing old western tunes. The girls' giggles and chatter about young boys filled the small, single-room sc...
Vivian hadn't spent a night away from her husband since they had been married eighteen months ago, the mere thought of him not being beside her haunted her subconscious as she slept. ... "Our first night away from each other and I have a nightmare. ...
