• Mourning Sound

    5 years. I can’t really believe that, or take it all in. That first March 4th; I never thought a sunrise could be a view so cruel. In the stinging light of that new day, all I could feel was your absence with such aching. Such a careless thing, that morning. Doesn’t time know to… Read more

  • Murmuration

    Soyez comme l’oiseau, posé pour un instant Sur des rameaux trop frêles, Qui sent ployer la branche et qui chante pourtant, Sachant qu’il a des ailes! (Be like the bird who / pausing in her flight awhile on boughs too slight / feels them give way beneath her /and yet sings / knowing she hath… Read more

  • Black Bile

    The body of man has in itself blood, phlegm, yellow bile and black bile; these make up the nature of this body, and through these he feels pain or enjoys health. Now he enjoys the most perfect health when these elements are duly proportioned to one another in respect of compounding, power and bulk, and… Read more

  • A Book Unread

    “The fifth angel sounded his trumpet, and I saw a star that had fallen from the sky to the earth. The star was given the key to the shaft of the Abyss.” –Revelation, 9:1 A very short post for tonight, but one that needs writing as the dream that came to me this past Friday… Read more

  • Unravel

    There are things known and there are things unknown, and in between are the doors of perception. –Aldous Huxley It’s been a while. In all honesty, I have 12 drafts written and yet I can never seem to hit the “publish” button. I’m hoping to break that streak tonight as I write of a door,… Read more

  • The Thread

    “I existed from all eternity and, behold, I am here; and I shall exist till the end of time, for my being has no end.” –Khalil Gibran Lately I have found myself quite often turning to the works of Khalil Gibran. There is something in his writing, the way he experienced life and emotion, that… Read more