“These ears aren't to be trusted. The keening in the night, didn't you hear? Once I believed all the stories didn’t have endings, but I realized the endings were invented, like zero, had yet to be imagined. The months come around again, and we are in the same place; full moons, cherries in bloom, the same deer, the same frogs,… — Jeannine Hall Gailey Copy Share
“Solitude my solace, wrapped around me like layers of golden hair. Stacks of books and I can sing as loud as I… — Jeannine Hall Gailey Copy Share Image
“Little Cinder Girl, they can't understand you. You rise from the as-heap in a blaze and only then do they recognize you… — Jeannine Hall Gailey Copy Share Image
“ Alice in Darkness Forget tears. Chasing white animals with timepieces in this drug-trip landscape can only lead to more of same. Hedgehogs, playing cards, paintbrushes: full of undisclosed danger. Didn't your mother tell you not to kiss strangers? That Cheshire smile shouldn't fool you. Pull your skirt down. Your nails are growing so fast you're hardly human. Alice, fight… — Jeannine Hall Gailey Copy Share
“These ears aren't to be trusted. The keening in the night, didn't you hear? Once I believed all the stories didn’t have endings, but I realized the endings were invented, like zero, had yet to be imagined. The months come around again, and we are in the same place; full moons, cherries in bloom, the same deer, the same frogs,… — Jeannine Hall Gailey Copy Share
“Solitude my solace, wrapped around me like layers of golden hair. Stacks of books and I can sing as loud as I please all… — Jeannine Hall Gailey Copy Share Image
“Little Cinder Girl, they can't understand you. You rise from the as-heap in a blaze and only then do they recognize you as their… — Jeannine Hall Gailey Copy Share Image