Monthly Archives: November 2012

I was in a book shop
And I thought this book looked good
I finished the whole thing in a day
And then felt that I should
Tell every person that I knew
How fabulous it is
Because honestly, I mean it
Die for Me is the biz-
Ness, because there’s cafés,
Museums and some art,
Love, a swirly cover
And some sword fights that I ‘heart’
There’s Jules, who’s cool
And Kate, who’s great,
But this last line will be messed up
Because I can’t think of anything that rhymes with Vincent.

by Olivia Johnston

Isn’t this gorgeous? Note: white lilies!

Hurray for swirls!

In a Café in Paris

By Harman Kaur

They first locked eyes in a café in Paris
Him sitting joyfully with two rowdy friends
Her content to sit in the Age of Innocence with her fictional friends

They first exchanged names in a café in Paris
Him exchanging a bag for a name
Her just trying to get away with her identity hidden

He saved her life in a café in Paris
He had his friend ask her forward
She escaped from a chaotic crash

From all those meetings in a café in Paris…
He told her he was a revenant
She promised to keep his secret

From those gazes shared in a café in Paris
They ended up in love
Staying together in good or bad

From those meetings in a café in Paris
They fought good and bad
Fought their friends and their enemies

But one day their friend who was an enemy won
In the end Vincent fell and died
Kate’s tears fell and her heart died