The sunset is a blessing as it gives us permission and freedom to unshackle long imprisoned truths and do the work that in sunrise the world will attempt to shame us by.
Sometimes Mum thinks of Dad and while something deep inside of her knows he’s not responsible for the sad state of affairs her life has taken she’s found it easier […]
“Coordinates, just the coordinates please” she said to the calculating English man.
She refused to get pregnant or wear the lilting dawn It reminded her of them and their rising pink penises
In every dream it appeared she was awake but daydreaming of him.
She directed him to approach the man with a gift, a man she knew would see him as a stranger. The man shook his head and said, “I don’t want […]
Do not borrow your neighbors tools because he uses them to construct his own reality. Determine first what you are fixing and who you are fixing it for, then retract your request in remembrance that the tools required are within you already...
She always sat in the back and figured maybe he did too.
All in the end is One and the same...
Our lives would be known only by the sensitivity of fingertips blinded by sandstone grooves in search of recognizable figures drawn by blood lines left behind and etched to prove they bled in their caves long before they realized the sun could heal their wounds, long before the rains that in their haste to grow flowers failed to save the life of trees yet gave life to thoughts that hands not need travel blindly to bleed and be bled...
As a mother several times over, she knew it was one of those questions that would one day be asked but she didn’t expect it that morning as she sat […]
Admittedly in the throes of an asshole moment I smiled to myself yet no matter the angle of justification I’d attempted to position myself on, the truth was that my […]
There was a lot she knew she didn’t know about him but more importantly there was a lot she unknowingly did.