Olga's Poetry & Thoughts

There are castles in my mind Whole kingdoms that I've built From mud, dirt and wrong conclusions There are forests in my head Lurking with mice and owls Among the trees, I become lost Trapped in my own assumptions And distorted memories They claw at me like hawks There are castles in my mind Sometimes I'm the princess The damsel in the tower Other times, an ugly witch Holding a waxy, poisonous apple Reserved for anyone who dares come near I've created whole worlds in my head That don't reflect reality For unlike in fairy tales, In real life there are no heroes No one is all good or all bad Including myself  I am the saviour of my own empire But I am also its demise

Like an alchemist, She had the power To change things From mundane to Beautiful; from a Serpent into a Dove; from a daisy Into a bouquet From a stone brick Into a diamond She had the power Of witchcraft and She loved the way She could use men As puppets and Women as bait Worms on a hook Pierced through the Heart. Little did she Know that a worm Has eight hearts And the men had None She loved love But was never  In love; except  with  Herself; she ate Hearts for breakfast; Legs for dessert; Like an alchemist, She changed things From ordinary To the otherworldly; Spending days And nights in the  Cold cellar where she  Worked; turning shame Into gold medallions; Morphing pain into Sterling; changing Lust into love, Selling it in batches To the men  And the women So desperate for Someone to  Hold Im...

I've been thinking about my history lecture last Thursday. We were learning about the history of America's encounters with the Natives. The professor put up a slide explaining The Wild West Weekly , a "Cowboys and Indians" magazine with stories and sketches of western life. This weekly subscription from early 20th century America would usually not spark my interest, but what intrigued me were its characters, namely Arietta Murdock. She and Young Wild West (a handsome youth with the body of Apollo, as he is described) go on adventures and kick ass, basically. I'm proud of this Arietta character, who is a golden haired heroine in a time when women weren't even allowed to vote. The reasons why Arietta Murdock is badass: - She is a highly skilled horseback rider and rides vicious broncs - She saves Young Wild West's ass when he's tied up and about to get killed by the Sioux - She is also really good with weaponry - She is considered physically st...