There are days when every heartbeat triggers a memory. Days when the opening notes of a song will bring me back to experiences I can’t bear to revisit. Days when … Continue reading There are days.
Tag: self-liberation
Dutiful descendants; good ancestors.
I read somewhere recently that people often focus way too much on being dutiful descendants, when we should be working hard instead to be good ancestors. In other words, rather … Continue reading Dutiful descendants; good ancestors.
Burn Scars.
I’ve had enough fire for a lifetime. Engulfed, And then lifted above the flare, And then engulfed for more. Scald, rinse, repeat. No salve will heal these burn scars And … Continue reading Burn Scars.
Look down. Look back.
Don’t look down, they say. Don’t look back. Keep your eyes straight ahead toward where you’re going, rather than focusing on everything you’re putting behind you. I think the intention … Continue reading Look down. Look back.
Ghost story.
I’m a living ghost story. Or at least that’s how it feels sometimes. I’m not entirely sure how to pinpoint exactly when it happened. I used to think I knew. … Continue reading Ghost story.
Journeys in the Dark 