The Wall That Watched Back

When Mira vanished into the silence of her own remembering, something on the other side of the veil remembered her too.

Growing Flowers from the Wounds

I am every jagged edge of rock waiting to be climbed; to see what’s beyond.

A Road-Trip To Somewhere No One Has Ever Been

Losing my brother crippled me. I laid my body beside his and sang to him about the goddesses as he passed away. I felt like a piece of me shattered with that loss.

The Tightest Bud

This world is not for the Otherkin to be coupled with Humans.

Underneath

Displaced energy you disrupt the synergy of life with your anger and separated strife.

The Current Tide

Thinking of home I am a Universal vagabond with my heart strapped on

Un-Acknowledged

In the hovering bowels of mysticism where the cynics hang their hats, she waits to be acknowledged.