“I lean forward, pressing my lips to his, and it breaks me open. His hand leaves my face and traces notes up my arms, strikes chords on my throat and up into my hair. His mouth forms lyrics that expose… — 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
