- Her Life Force – The rain has not been here for so long. I fear that the longer this dryness lasts, the deeper she will go underground. She already has trouble coming out as it is. Twice, maybe three times a week when she’s having her good days. When the ground is moist with the bounty of the skies […]
- Lingering Words – We drove in silence, the sound of the rain drowned out by the animosity in the air. What is it about words that cause them to linger around long after they have served the purpose they were originally intended for? Instead of drifting away from us, they stay around, reminding us of emotions, even though […]
- After She Woke Up – The prince clambered through the rose vines, hacking away at the branches, bloodying his fingers as they scraped against the thorns. After many trials and tribulations and other non-specific hardships that fairytales are made of, he arrived at the castle. Being a hero, he knew exactly how to get to the princess’ bedroom. As he […]
- A lonely death – The fact of the matter was that she found it terribly easy to take an event – or a person even – and banish it from her mind. Utterly and completely. Her mind had only so much space. And she couldn’t abide mental clutter. And so, if it was not in her immediate frame of […]
- Let me count the ways… – I took an empty box and buried it under some trees in the backyard. I told you about my secret box and gave you the key. I asked you to find it, and fill it with treasures so that when a hundred years from now a passing wanderer discovered it, she would see how much […]
- Disturb MY Peace?!!? – I suppose it is only to be expected that once the water had drained out, they would find the body. I mean, how long did I really expect the waves to keep my secrets. No one else ever had. It started with a shout. Of horror, disbelief and a sense of “Wow man! Do you […]
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Disjoint Wisdom 