Category Chaos

lingering in between prayers

the measure of a dark hour

we feel our knowing

another day of walking

ok. now what?

the inky well of a slow, deep night

reality isn’t as real as we think it is

meander through your days

what feeds our minds

what can I lean into?

turn the key in the door

making your story a dragon’s tale

simple truth.

to be or to be alive

how simplicity draws on our wounds