You could see him in the distance. A familiar person dressed for warmth on a cold winter’s day. Walking the other way. The sky and your mind had been grey for days. But today is sunny. Blue sky. A gentle breeze. A radiant day for a walk. He is closer now. Your pace does not READ MORE
On Waking
There is a moment upon waking when the nocturnal tides begin to recede, but you do not recognize where you are. Or who you are. It is inside this fleeting transition that you can make yourself. Or break yourself. Remember all the mornings you awoke already mired in a frenzied unconsciousness? So many things to READ MORE
The Space Between Words and Life
What can you possibly write, After all these years Of forgetting your own words, That matters? All the abandoned thoughts Forgotten ideas Lost potential, Exiled within Graveyards of paper And writing That died too soon. You have taken the easy path As if just writing was enough, Never questioning Your own stifling assumptions And unexamined READ MORE