In Over My Head

She was quoting to me the exact same chapter from the exact same book I so often use to help people understand boundaries. In the hour we spent together, my counselor said nothing new to me, nothing I myself don’t … Continue reading

Someone Asked

It is my song, you see. It is the music that sweetens and filters everything, transforming what could be dreary drudgery into dance. It’s the flute behind the unsettling curtain of night drawing me towards its melodic Home whenever I … Continue reading