|Reviews for Musings|
| Eyes Like Blue Plastic 5/14/13 . chapter 1
Oh deary deary dear
| tolerate 2/20/13 . chapter 1
I love your style of writing. It's like a fast never-ending train that leaves me out of breath and it's a satisfying feeling. I liked it when you wrote "i can't decide when i want to be". In normal sentences, it'd be 'where' and not 'when', but the use of 'when' in this poem just makes me like it more. Excellent choice of words, especially the part on the honey — because you can't taste the apple tea, you don't know if honey is there or not, and because you've only read about the boy, you don't know whether he exists, figuratively. The whole poem was beautiful. Keep it up!