Invitation

Ask, and the world will open itself unto you The crystal passages spiraling to the center Catacombs sprawling beneath the busy streets above In light shunned by those who walk these halls.

Light the Way

Flames pulled the inner lining of my threadbare jacket
The only cover on a soul washed raw 
A trickle of blood from an injury I never noticed
Washed by rain from my face upturned to the sky.

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The world is cold and dark with pockets of warmthNot the other way around.Like a city in winter—darkness filling in cracks betweenInsulated apartments, thick-paned windows to keep out the nightWhere hunger dwells.But the night must sometimes be braved.To live always in warmth is to be helpless when the cold comesWhen journeys are completed, or failed,Retreat... Continue Reading →

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