Round and round like a horse on a carousel, we go,Will I catch up to love? I could never tell, I know,Chasing after you is like a fairytale, but I,Feel like I’m glued on tight to this carousel.Come, come one, come all,You must be this tallTo ride this ride at the carnival… – Melanie Martinez, CarouselContinueContinue reading “Disorientation and perspective”
Author Archives: Eleanor Skelton
Haunted by memory
I’ve never been good at saying goodbyeBut everyday I wake up, and I tryI’m haunted by memory, of things I can’t sayThey’re changing me…- Secrets in Stereo, Starting to Rain They say your past will have ghosts. I didn’t really know what that meant until this year. Growing up isolated, I found my first friendsContinueContinue reading “Haunted by memory”
The Fairy in the Cocoon
Once upon a time, there was a girl who lived in a lighthouse, next to a rocky coastline. The lighthouse girl often entertained travelers seeking shelter from storms and pulled the shipwrecked out of murky waters. But one of the most interesting friends she met after she left the Village was not either of these.ContinueContinue reading “The Fairy in the Cocoon”
Where’s Eleanor?
The Eleanor is still here. The Eleanor is finishing yet another semester and GRADUATING.Sometimes my blog doesn’t get updated as often because I also write other places. Today, I’d like to share what else I’ve been up to. The Scribe For the last three years, I’ve been an editor at The Scribe, my college’s studentContinueContinue reading “Where’s Eleanor?”
Why the little purple alien in ‘Home’ is me
I’ve always known I was weird. An entire table of public school kids crowded around me in driving school, peppering me with questions. I was one of two homeschooled kids in the classroom. Elsie, the other girl, and I later became friends. We both felt like outsiders, but I told my mom later that I feltContinueContinue reading “Why the little purple alien in ‘Home’ is me”
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