Crossing the Abyss

Dark paths I tread carelessly beneath a shroud of falling skies, a wanderer a world away from where I have been and where I am going. There was light, once, to guide me, to show the path that led to the sea-- that vast expanse of the Abyss where a man, such as I, could...

Resignation & Resolve – A Moment’s Notice

We reach points in our life where we are forced to choose new paths. Choosing a new path very often means resignation of the old, and often of the life that went with it, for the sake of the new. Sometimes, we can hold on to aspects of the old path, the old life, if...

A Poet’s Curse

Words, my only friends-- never betraying but which I give them, enemies of my own making; curse the heart that gives them soul, smother the lungs that give them voice, whither the fingers that give them life. Only silence is certainty. Only silence is safe.