I FROM DUST into shadow on the winding road,I am the lone witness to my returning.Silent rooftops beckon from afar,Echoes of laughter lost in time’s abyss.But what does this pilgrimage unveil?A mirage of memories, a drapery of change?I am the lone witness to my returning…In green fields where silence grew,Paths diverged beneath watchful skies.Bosongo, a…
There are moments in life that serve as turning points, instances where we step outside the confines of our familiar worlds and immerse ourselves in experiences that challenge our preconceived notions. Recently, C and I spent an evening at Batholomew’s, a quaint pub nestled in the heart of the city. It was only our second…
Ignored.Hierarchized below the iPhone’s glow,its flickering altar.Tap for an answer,step for attention. I am no engine,no clicking mouse,no smooth glass pad.I am flesh and bone. Won’t you stop?Blowing past me,backpacking burdens I never asked for,boxing me in with demands,dusting my stories aside. I once lived.I still do. Listen. My stories matter.Each story needs a teller,and…
Sleep, son.You cannot wrestle the night,nor wring miracles from the dark.Even stars must dim to be born anew.Lay down your stubborn bones,and let the soft pull of dreamsunburden the weight of another unyielding day. Today, you shuffled papers,asked the cold bureaucracy for grace,and sat among the Wednesday faithful,speaking of certainties, numbers, standards,the certifiable world,where ambition…
