MissMeliss | November 20, 2008
Some men’s memory is like a box where a man should mingle his jewels with his old shoes.
~George Savile
Louisa May Alcott wrote, in Jo March’s voice, of the treasure boxes Jo and her sisters kept in the attic. Part real, and part metaphor, these collected the essence of each of the four “Little Women.”
“Jo” [...]
MissMeliss | November 9, 2008
I don’t want to own anything until I know I’ve found the place where me and things belong together. I’m not quite sure where that is just yet. But I know what it’s like…. It’s like Tiffany’s…. Not that I give a hoot about jewelry. Diamonds, yes. But it’s tacky to wear diamonds before [...]
MissMeliss | November 8, 2008
A house is never silent in darkness
to those who listen intently;
there is a whispering in distant chambers,
an unearthly hand presses the snib of the window,
the latch rises.
Ghosts were created when [...]