Sapphic Pondering

Hospitality Light. It’s the last thing I remember. Piercing green light flashed before my eyes, and burning heat engulfed me. A force knocked me back, and I felt pain exploding inside my already battered body. Voices whispered and shouted and sneered, but they came out jumbled and indistinct. But for one word. A girl’s voice, sobbing my name. Over and over again. What is my name? Phantom. Whiteness. It’s the first thing I saw. White ceiling, white walls and white windows. White floor, white bed and white cloths. Even the air seems to be a sterile white, noises bleached into a muffled murmur. I feel surreal, as if I’m about to dissolve and fade into nothingness. I am in a hospital. Why am I in a hospital? Images. Colors mixed together. Memory swirling in my mind. I had a dream. I was a hero. Robin Hood’s suit and pointed sword. Black cape and half mask. Silver companion.

Campfire _ 4 _ She sits on the stairs at the back of her classroom. Tears sting in her eyes but she refuses to let them out. She is a strong  girl. Too strong that sometimes people think that she cannot feel sad, that she never cries. And she intends to keep it that way. Because, the last thing she wants to do is to bother someone for her nuisance. And she would  rather bottle it all up until she explode than letting some “sympathetic” fakers look down on her with pity. But, however strong she is, she cannot help to feel lonely sometimes. And right now, she wishes that she hadn’t kept her façade for so long that nobody ever cares if she stops smiling. She wishes someone would come and hold her, sooth her, caress her and remind her that it was alright to cry because they were there and would protect her. She wishes she actually had someone. ~o~ He almost has a heart attack (which he does a lot lately) when he sees her on the stairs. Just

Campfire _ 3_ A million thoughts In my head Should I let my heart keep listening? ‘Cause until now, I’ve walked that line Nothing’s lost but something’s missing. She closes her eyes and lets the music take over. The sweet melody flows from her lips, harmonizing with the instrumental notes. Her voice is high and clear, so powerful with emotions. Now and then, her fellow musicians would glance at her with amazement in their eyes, but she keeps hers closed, unaware of any but the music filling her lungs. I can’t decide What’s wrong, what’s right Which way should I go? She really likes this song. It comes from a Disney movie and goes really well with her style. If only I knew what my heart was telling me I don’t know what I’m feeling Is it just a dream? Oh oh, yeah. If only I can read the signs in front of me I can find a way to who I’m meant to be. Oh oh, if only… It is not a happy song for people in love. The girl in the movie is conflicted

Campfire _ 2 _ It is an autumn morning. The Sun is shining bright and high in the sky. Soft warm rays of sunshine break through the blue sky, falling down onto the ground in golden flecks. The weather is nice: a perfect combination of heat and coldness that creates a gentle chill. Following the winds, the aroma of sunflowers and daisies and dandelions mixed with sun beams permeating the cool dry air, a scent that makes you want to close your eyes and lay down on a bed of green grass and fall as sleep in Alice’s Wonderland. On that perfect day, he falls in love. Not for her beauty. Not for her voice. Nor even for her wit. Those traits only make him feel inferior. He falls for her for different reasons. Reasons no one is aware of. Reasons that only come to him fortuitously. On a beautiful autumn morning… ~o~ It is recess. The schoolyard is full of running students, brisk with energy. He is walking aimlessly, not knowing what to