If you were to be enclosed in one word, what would that be? We are already enclosed in small words, small events, and small thoughts, making up a bigger picture. But what if you respond to only one word? My…
If you were to be enclosed in one word, what would that be? We are already enclosed in small words, small events, and small thoughts, making up a bigger picture. But what if you respond to only one word? My…
We are all broken flowers We have seen the moon smiling The waves crashing The shimmer and thunder of springs The blazing lightning of pain When regluing the chinks in our hearts a hundredfold again… We have seen the tremble…
September First is a burst of clear touches of blue and soft winds on dew in crystal mornings that warm to silent fires holding trees in dire and such lusty love-embrace that they know no more of Summer. I decorate…
“Language is not like the sun,
heating and scorching
but like the moon
keeping secrets
and the arcane magic of the night
throwing stars
in the lilacs’ claws
till dawn.” -Iulia Halatz