Update

If we were having coffee…. First off, we’d be sitting in a cafe in Jacora City, the old district. I’d sip a cup of cinnamon herbal tea. To my left, Sarn would nurse a cup of black coffee; his son, Ran, would slurp down a glass of milk and Miren would guzzle an iced tea. Second, we’d be occupying the sunniest table available so anyone looking in Sarn’s direction would have to squint into the sunlight and the resulting glare would keep that curious onlooker from noticing that his eyes glow. You might be a little apprehensive to join us even … Continue reading Update

Come

Come Come with your wax wings sun-melted, your flight cut short freedom’s moment lost Come broken and all from your fall off that high wall gather your pieces Come naked or clothed disguised or in your face bold no judgment behold Come with song and sing belt out that incantation strum your salvation Come with feet tapping dance with shadows, tango with your confidence Come with battered hearts let comfort’s arms enfold you shield you from life’s pains Come as you are now riddled with holes that won’t mend I’ve needles and thread Come trailing blood, crawl through barbed wire–take my hand let … Continue reading Come