Breakthrough
Through the rhythm of emergence and the dance of the night The melody of a soul arising stirring something grander inside of you, yet far beyond you Its pulse so palpable no matter that at times it stole its promise … Continue reading
Through the rhythm of emergence and the dance of the night The melody of a soul arising stirring something grander inside of you, yet far beyond you Its pulse so palpable no matter that at times it stole its promise … Continue reading
I wrote about this my first year in college. I have the original on a floppy disk, remember those? However, no device to plug it into to retrieve my writings from back in the day. Whatever I wrote, had my … Continue reading
She’s still at it. Pecking away to the tune of her own brilliance. Still can’t figure out, a week into it, if she’s vocal about something or simply singing to her own melody and worshipping no one or anything other … Continue reading
I had a flask back to a high school moment the day this mirror was fastened to this quirky closet door. I was previously a demure maiden and as such wouldn’t have done anything too drastic to attract attention. Unless, … Continue reading
We’re into the walkie talkies these days. While the wall is the only thing that separates us at the moment, it’s amusing to sing a song or two from across the other side. And while I can’t carry a tune … Continue reading