Gemini Rising

Isabella Santoro

Photography Editor

Drawing by Isabella Santoro

My mouth never saying what is right

What flies out is lies and traps, thieves

This is not who I have aimed to be

A master of faking a smile, a laugh

Deceitful queen versus her honest twin

Telling untruths to save a pitying face

Comes back to me in those eyes so bright

Told to keep it shut, lock it down

But then what flies out of smiling lips

Is darkness held by a funny tongue

Spiraling bluntness and swirling lies

I’m throwing a line of fake, it’s flung

Out into my own sea of fairytales

Princesses and frogs begging to drown