My journal of big words and pretty pictures
It’s a subtle onslaught. There’s no gnashing, nor grinding teeth to rend you to shreds. It happens at a snail’s pace, often feeling so normal, your destruction is indiscernible until you’ve completely disappeared. Instead, you’re flayed alive by a thousand tiny razors ripping and tearing you apart. Each cut stings as your defenses are peeled … Continue reading At a snail’s pace
Polaris glimmers overhead It casts its light across our path We expect obstacles, perilous travels Our fate decided before our birth We are powerless to alter our course Or so we believe Our heartbeat skips, we quell our fears A foot off our mapped-out passage Deeper through the forest We trudge forward, resolve wavers Doubt says … Continue reading Not in our stars
Face your life, its pain, its pleasure, leave no path untaken. 1 The most important reason for going from one place to another is to see what’s in between. 2 Do not go where the path may lead, go instead where there is no path and leave a trail. 3 There are no wrong turnings, … Continue reading The path ahead
The Wren Boys, dressed in rags and their faces obscured by crude masks, went cottage to cottage carrying their wren house, collecting offerings to the King of Birds. The wicker cage, decorated with mistletoe and bright ribbons, hung by an iron ring from a hook at the end of a long, ash pole. No live … Continue reading King of all birds
“Joel will be acquitted, right?” Francine chased after the public defender assigned to her son’s case. She slipped into the elevator just as the doors shut. “That’s unlikely, he had possession of the stolen money.” PD Guzman pushed the button for the 8th floor court room. “That money could’ve come from anywhere,” Francine’s voice rose. … Continue reading Got money on my mind
“You can’t even see the end of it,” Kai pleaded with Talia. “How do you even know something’s out there?” “The only way really is to just go,” Talia hefted her rucksack over one shoulder. She packed food, water, spare clothes, and a blanket. “There is no record of anyone returning after attempting a crossing,” … Continue reading Out of sight
Thin spiral notebook 