Author: lilywhite

Words are funny things. Their meaning, the pictures they paint in the minds of those that hear them: they’re not always the same and to me at least, that makes them meaningless. Take for instance the phrase ‘black widow’. Those words conjure the image of a spider, an eight-legged creature with the red imprint of an hourglass on its abdomen. However, instead of speaking of an arachnid, of the … of an arachnid, of the resident of a spindly and dew-laden web, the people who whisper those words are talking about something much different. They’re talking about me. From what…