the mountain crown // my insides turned out 'til you your heights and views amidst the dark shadows of the night time and the early morning mist the moon followed me through cities filling more as days go by in this pocket full of summer I burn alive with the midnight mountain air inside but the detours sharpen teeth and the road blocks linger round in one hand the world gives you what you want most with the other it tempts to bring you down pins and needles across the surfac

BEFORE // Prologue quiet—EXES  Dark midnight air painted the backdrop of that warm second state night. Every star seemed to shine visibly in the sky—like a blanket of string lights across a silky black curtain.  The final hours of my fourth birthday were just winding down. I sat on the squeaky, pleather seat of our air lift as it navigated up and down the same comforting streets of Vancity we’d driven through all my life: familiar corners and doorways . . . parks we played in