Love Happened

Maybe love is what happens when we stop begging the world to be something other than what it isMore

A Metamorphosis

Why are we all staring at the same spot on the ground? Or at the same spotlessness of the sky?More

Nothing Left of You

“Only those who are, themselves, on the dusty road of becoming-dust can love others who (or that) have embarked on a similar journey at birth or at the time of their fabrication.” – Michael MarderMore

Calling Azur

For my grandmother’s fearless curiosity, which at one time brought the family an unforgettable friendMore