Midnight Forest

Can fire be created in a fog? Can sparks be formed in the damp midnight air? When leaves are blackened by the night, are they really still green just because they ought to be?  I have all sorts of questions I am dying to ask to somebody who like me is living in this midnight …

Linger

This brightness blinds my eyes, and all I can do is squint. All this light, for what? What is the purpose of it? So what if it contrasts the dark? Then what?  I find myself wounded and withered, shivering at the edge of the pedestal. I have finally succumbed to reality, I let it win. …

Dawn

Truth recognizes us long before we recognize ourselves, same as the darkness recognizes the night. It wakes us up in the middle of the night and pins us to the walls we worked all day to put up. It is a devil that does not stop, it puts us in our place when we try …

River 

There is a river of days that I cannot seem to tell apart. They flow and gain momentum and I am drenched. My skin is soaked in time and my body floats through. How does one control this? Should one even try?  I hold my breath and I immerse myself completely into this cold river …

You

A breeze passes by my skin and something shifts; my hair and my mind. The beat in my heart watches you blink and it plays along; one for me and one for you. You smile and I am shifted, my knees cross and my foot plays loops of motion around your house. That grin; there it …

Blend in

There is a vagueness surrounding my body, as though I am melting into space. There are no seams anymore and little threads tying me up. It may take a few more days, maybe weeks until I completely lose form. I never knew flesh, blood and bone could be so soluble. I never knew how easy it …