“Hand in hand, we climb the processional stair, rising in the celebratory uproar of a capricious court. As we enter the palace, we are blinded by the ascent from sunshine into darkness.” — Katherine Longshore Copy Share Image
“The walls loom, grey as the rain outside. LIke the sky of England itself. Everything seems colourless and humbled, despite the layers of velvets… — Katherine Longshore Copy Share Image
“Shut up!' I shouted. 'Why can you not see that my desire to be rid of you has nothing to do with feistiness or… — Katherine Longshore Copy Share Image
“Hand in hand, we climb the processional stair, rising in the celebratory uproar of a capricious court. As we enter the palace, we are… — Katherine Longshore Copy Share Image
“Because it is human nature to believe the first story heard, and not its rebuttal.” — Katherine Longshore Copy Share Image
“Thomas closes the gap between us and kisses me. Hard. This is not wet and sloppy like his playful kisses. Or dry and desperate… — Katherine Longshore Copy Share Image
“I lean forward, pressing my lips to his, and it breaks me open. His hand leaves my face and traces notes up my arms,… — Katherine Longshore Copy Share Image
“I will no longer be judged by the standards of others. I will judge myself. I will not live by someone else's rules. I… — Katherine Longshore Copy Share Image
“I rise early that morning and dress in green and brown, my skirst the same colour as the forest floor. I include a cap… — Katherine Longshore Copy Share Image
