Holding the Reins

“Life isn’t about finding yourself. Life is about creating yourself.” ~George Bernard Shaw When I was 15 I thought I was on the verge of finding myself, on the precipice of some huge realization and ready to jump out into the abyss, hoping my feet hit solid ground without folding. I was convinced that wisdom … Continue reading Holding the Reins

Tara

Solitude. That’s what I feel when I think of Tara, that solitary hill in the middle of flatlands, that lush green countryside that seemed unreal even while we stood on its surface. And while the multitudes of sheep moved past in herds, making low sounds deep in their throats, we stood there and soaked it … Continue reading Tara

Blurring Her Edges

She loves me with a fear That doesn’t discriminate Even when she looks away With that tear in her eye And I can’t judge her For that sense of apathy That creeps in sometimes Pain that looks like love Love that smells like hate And I can’t let her go This idea of who she … Continue reading Blurring Her Edges