Your Fascination

We wonder why humans find other beings so fantastical. I wonder if they understand the depth of ego underlying this fascination. As if for some reason you are different, simply because of your form. For some, simply curious angst for the unknown. We are not fascinated with humans. We know your greatness. We simply observe … Continue reading Your Fascination

An Army Inside the One

What a cruel fate; these women who live inside me. What a scatter, a hush, a bustle of activity, a wish for silence as our skin is touched. What a tortured existence, the ending of the blissful discovery, when truth comes with the sunrise and lies disappear with the moon. What an angst to carry, … Continue reading An Army Inside the One

In the Silence

There are pathways, an intimate grid, leading to boulevards with dimly lit gas lamps because the history that we share goes beyond the times of the now. There are blue aching planets waiting in line behind this one, and if I blink, I might miss you, gazing at me. You thought I didn't notice. Like … Continue reading In the Silence