Filling the void with crystals; if it was you and me, we would glitter.

Carol in background, walking alone in winter night,

Today and again and again Opening myself

As fable-like as I may seem, I promise you, I am not a dream. I dreamt for a thousand years, And still, I dream As everyone else hopes for a

Each time I have a question, I ask the void, and it answers me back in a swarm of melded voices. The void being my class. Students start...