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A Glimpse of a Watershed

Blue-gray morning, Draped in shadows, Nothing moving; Ghostly ocean; Step outside, crunch boots on gravel, Feel the chill, heavy silence. Look up, pale sky and stark-edged land; Look down, surreal stillness and pillowed hills of white. Clouds of silver, Sit... Continue Reading →

The Edge of Uncertainty

The Edge of Uncertainty   The man stood, relaxed, at the edge of uncertainty. The black water below him seethed against the sharp rocks, hungry. It was almost 300 meters from that black water, up the side of the volcanic... Continue Reading →

Sweet Nothing

He lays on the table, unable to move. Awake and aware and scared, eyes rove around the room frantically looking for something to find but there’s nothing. They open him, painlessly and wordlessly extricating, cataloging the contents of his soul.... Continue Reading →

Siren Song

~I haven't gone to bed yet, so it's still technically April 4th right?~   Let's step outside for a moment, you and I Feel that cool breeze on your skin, Those gentle drops shattering like ice on your upturned face... Continue Reading →

The Calm After the Storm

Hunched On a damp roof, I listen to the silence; A breeze ruffles the trees, An AC unit powers down; The silence is more complete   I drive my fist through the dry plaster With the raw power of my... Continue Reading →

A Tale of Two Hearts

There is never a dull moment in the sea of love; Staggering heights point irresistibly To precipitous drops toward valleys of heartbreak. Raging rosy water, Unstoppable undulations, Exercises in excitement; An active heart is a healthy one.   Sail upriver... Continue Reading →

Time Master Turtle

A turtle is single-minded. Carrying his house on his back, he need not even plan a route home. When presented with danger, he does not bother deciding whether to fight or flee, he simply retreats into his armor, and waits... Continue Reading →

What is Life Worth?

*Trigger Warning* Self-harm and suicidal ideas depiction   This is from the darkest part of my life, I feel so lucky to have made the progress that I did since then. I wish none of you could relate, but I'm... Continue Reading →

A Long Damn Night

I knew the forecast called for storms. That’s why I emptied the can of waterproofing on the canvas of my tent. I knew the forecast called for storms, but not like this. Ever since the sun went down the air... Continue Reading →

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