When it comes to speaking your mind from your mouth, the sentiment spills into scenes, and the saliva sprays are, in fact, a sacrament. And Spring is just appearing after endless winter months have graced the stage, and we have long been caught in the rib cage of an ice age. But we have not […]Read more "Harvest (or, An Exhortation To Outcasts)"
[ “Give me a wildness whose glance no civilization can endure…” -Henry David Thoreau ] There is something in me of savagery. I feel it, gripping in my chest, caught in my throat, A cold wind whispering on my shoulders sending chills down my back like streaks on cheekbones of black sap and ash. I […]Read more "Untamed"