Stones for Walls

The new age of dying compassion, emotional indifference and selfish isolation. The new medievalism, a wall to keep ideas out, a barrier to preserve stagnation. Any system built on hate Continue Reading →

Wearing Hurt

Sturdy, gray cloak —warmth is illusion— never resisting the chill, frayed where the heart cannot hide. Unfaded hurt. Woven barbs in fabric. Unraveled truths… tightening noose wrapping lies. Unworthy garment. Continue Reading →

The Border (Part 2 of 2)

*It’s four years since I wrote a short story and was more than a little astonished when this story leaped into my mind. For those who are returning after reading Continue Reading →

The Border (Part 1 of 2)

The girl paused at the entrance, a hand resting against the wall and eyes surveying the broken panes, cracked floor, and dust coated counters where tiny prints crisscrossed the elevated Continue Reading →