Babel’s Ladder

When I sit to write I choke. My hands, not needing an excuse, cramp, tingle and shoot fire through my finger tips as I torture them on these keys. How can I express what I feel today? If I left his entire page blank it would not be enough to convey the emptiness inside of... Continue Reading →

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Miss Takes

I thought that Miss So-and-So understood but it was another one of my many mistakes; mistakes which are often misunderstood because my intentions are misread. I should be used to misunderstandings but the misinterpretation of my deeds never fails to make me feel like I'm missing out. I know I am a mystery to the... Continue Reading →

Man In The Mud

Clawing my way upward through the mire the thought of a fresh breath becomes a frantic yearning as each hopeful inhalation further fills my airways with muck. I want to quit, I have no more strength to continue. No matter how hard I struggle it seems I will never reach the surface, at least not... Continue Reading →

Running From Myself

Although I travel a thousand miles in a day, when I reach my destination I find myself waiting in desperation. Wherever I am I suppose I will always be me, no matter how much I wish to be someone else. At home I found the struggle to be more oppressive, and more hopeless, but it... Continue Reading →

ENDURANCE

I may bend but I will never break. Through all things, I endure. Though I am scarred and ripe with bruises, I have survived, while the storm that assailed me has died away. Still, I am not the same. Whereas I once stretched out, trying to pluck the moon from its perch, my arms are... Continue Reading →

Growing Up

This is it. Right here. Life as an adult. As a child I thought of adulthood as some distant kingdom where knowledge grew from trees that I would someday reach, if I tried hard enough to get there. My expectations were fantasy, the kingdom an illusion. I have reached the magic age. Nothing is different,... Continue Reading →

Destroyer

I am the destroyer. Everything I touch ends broken and wherever my gaze falls ruin is sure to follow. If I had been on the Hindenburg or the Titanic I would not fault history for laying the blame of their wreckage at my feet. Like blind Samson I know my strength and the damage it... Continue Reading →

Synthesis of the Sun

During the day he basked in the glory of the sun, hungrily lapping up its rays. When the sun retreated over the hills and the moon rose, the crisp night air would cool his blood into gel as he rested. Then the rain would come, droplets of nectar from the heavens pouring down his thirsty... Continue Reading →

Her Eyes

The human brain directs two eyes through its optic nerve. Two eyes that can only focus on one subject at a time. You cannot stare into both eyes of another human being, and no matter how lost you may be in the gaze of your love, both of those eyes are also staring into only... Continue Reading →

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