On Being And Becoming
With special thanks to those who contributed to my guest series last week. . I am like a rock tumbler, changing within continuously as if it’s a current that I… Read more »
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Broken Hearts and Wounded Souls
Love is a violent recreational sport. Proceed at your own risk. Helmets, armor, and steel-toe boots are required by law. – H.C. Paye – And now, as broken glasses show… Read more »
Bleeding Out
I sliced myself, broken glass on wet fingertip, and as the red curled around the sink I wondered, almost aloud, how on earth you fit inside my veins. – Tyler… Read more »
Seasons Change
We say that flowers return every spring, but that is a lie. It is true that the world is renewed. It is also true that that renewal comes at a… Read more »