Escape by Transformation
There is something savory about the friction furnished by the subtle stubble on your face; it’s like a gentle, tingly massage cueing me in to the currency of the moment. If … Continue reading Escape by Transformation
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The Indigence of Inhibition
Shaky fingers caress the heartstrings of a stranger, as the mind tingles in anticipation of uncharted consequence. What has changed in these past few weeks,
“Searching for Lost Pieces of Self”
Mid-sentence and crowded by a familiar stranger, something clicks over. The fear is back. The sweat percolates just below the blank space between each collar bone, in the narrow valley between … Continue reading “Searching for Lost Pieces of Self”
“Licking the Candles” An Ode to the Dark
The dark, Sweeps over the ocean’s face From shore to horizon it crawls, Cool and misty, caressing the carcass of an abandoned carrier ship -Caught in a storm Of apocalyptic … Continue reading “Licking the Candles” An Ode to the Dark
Each night she hides her face from us,
Each night she hides her face from us, Her light can no longer be seen- The moon will try to fill her void, But fails to share her true gleam. Sometimes … Continue reading Each night she hides her face from us,