a question 9/20/23

i can’t go again. not because i can’t handle being there, but because i can’t endure coming back. i have withstood much. the presence of demons, the attacks of devils, communion with angels and even being utterly cut off from the very Silence i worship. the weight of...

a dream 9/19/23

I hadn’t been lost in blue like that in a long time. She mimicked the sky the way she locked eyes. I don’t know who reached for whose hand first, but holding hers felt natural and practiced. I knew the shape, the size, the creases. The first time felt like the...

august 2023

I haven’t written much this August. What I have written is poignant and wretched. Again it is something I would share if asked, but again you will not. In short the continual self-actualization I have seen this previous year has been repetitive and revealing. The...