Always when I think of what could have been if I had only behaved, I follow the stream to the blackest sea, toxic to the touch.I got some on my skin once, and it found my heart and made a hole to fill. Only darkness can live there for a spell, and it seems to … Continue reading A Memory of Light
Some scars never soften or fade. They maintain a stronghold until they build a life of their own, binding pieces closer together than they were ever meant to be, making a sticky web so thick no part of you can break free. A promise of safety that is really a lie, but the wounds don't want to be … Continue reading The Secret Life of Scars
Saturn’s girl never touched the earth because it was too heavy and she’d loose her wings. Until one day she heard the crying and forgot nothing is what it seems.Tears make streams that look like Angels' wings when they reflect the clouds.She only wandered towards the sound, to touch the sadness and make it better some … Continue reading Incarnation
The morning air whispers strongly of Autumn in my lungs. The Great impending Fall of all we no longer need. The return of moisture for the gift of breathing deeply, to smell the aromas of culminating soil and seeds, preparing for a grand sleep. The scents of raindrops caressing petals of plants who surrender their … Continue reading Autumn Whispers
I can feel your aching in my bones and deep beneath my skin, in the place we all know but cannot name. I see you. Those with mounting loss that never relents, pieces of you taken slowly over time like a pickax on stone to make a cliff. Or all at once like a bomb … Continue reading Journey of a Geode
My scars are remnants of stars who tore across the sky to open my eyes. For sleeping too much makes the night too long, and everyone needs the hope of another dawn after darkness reigns. Else we be tempted to believe pain and suffering is all there is; that struggle is how we are meant … Continue reading Golden Wounds
Time is truly zooming by like it can travel at the speed of light and was just holding out on us. Like Time was waiting to see if we'd believe it, and cracked up laughing when we did. We thought we had more than enough time to squander on things that don’t make our hearts sing. … Continue reading The Speed of Light
This linear unfolding isn’t even for the birds cause I’m pretty sure they know the truth about time. They fly secret patterns only seen by their own kind, and unlock the scrim with reality flowing behind it. They let out the currents of the true wind before they close it up again. So they can … Continue reading The Truth About Time
Author's Note: In Greek Mythology, Poseidon fathered many children through powerful women by seducing them, or raping them when his kinder efforts did not work. Atlantis was allotted to him and it is said that he populated the land with offspring from a mortal woman. Some say Atlantis fell in war with Athens because they … Continue reading The Seafarer’s Prayer
We wonder how we will ever get through. We don't know if we will but we believe. We don't always know what we believe in but we have faith anyway, maybe in life. Maybe in the great carrying on of it all. The survival instinct that drives such great feats. The birth of fire. The … Continue reading The Art of Shapeshifting
Unicorn Speak - The Language of Creaturehood 