Kayla

When I think of

The Fabulous

MissLyla...
I think of ladybugs, and pandas,

4 am viewings of trippy movies and late night confession sessions.

I think of Rocky Horror and RENT,

and sketches and how he came over on Wednesday.

I think of playing dress-up in my closet and Beerfest

White pianos and dark red roses.

I think of how much I miss a different time and space,

where at 6am I would race to the computer

to search for new words,

and every Sunday was a dedication to

the most beautiful girl I know.

In every way.

I think of books, and poems, and stories,

and ramblings....

wordswordswordswordswordswordswords.

I believe that

The Fabulous MissLyla

may be made up entirely of words, actually.

Her words are stunning.

Have you heard them?

Have you seen the images she weaves so deftly,

using naught but the language

living and breathing inside of her,

poised for its release upon the world?

You should.

A splendid time is guaranteed for all who read

the words of

The Fabulous MissLyla.

She'll leave you breathless.