Playin’

Playin’

From the start and some ways into it, hazinesslaborious and lingering, veil of shameinstant yet never wholly gratifying, uninhibited encounterswhat’s meant to be seen, everything resolutely walled in the darkerrantly tiresome, a fabled fiendauthentic power in substance, burrowed too far … Continue reading

Returning Home

Returning Home

to embrace the truth, our mother’s chosen. Gone are the days, living from distorted elements from within. Gone are the days, of bleeding wounds, past to present. Gone are the days, of the fragmentary, nefarious and fictitious faiths. These are … Continue reading