Not Traveling Through Eden

Not Traveling Through Eden

The older I get, I seem to become less wise (if I ever was), and less tolerant of foolishness. The irony of that doesn’t escape me. In my mind I’ve constructed a world where everyone does what they are supposed to do, where everyone is diligent and considerate, where you don’t have to hide that […]

The Angel from the Fire

The messenger found me in the bitter winter of my exile; she found me frozen into the grotesque layer over my soul, the kind of ever more intransigent imprisonment that feeds on fear, pain, disillusionment, and darkness. Razor sharp shards of once glassy brightness littered the landscape, mercilessly still glittering in the fading light. I […]