“‘Say your right words,’ the goblin says.” I want…. I want… “Speak, and the door will open.” Words ring with the weight of a gong. A doorbell. What I once thought an unending wall blinks stones out of their ordered illusion into an entrance. Unlike Sarah, however, I make no false pretense of entering with…

Choices made by fear are not to be tolerated. Choices made due to aversion… will be decided on a case by case basis. This fall produced a deluge of transitions. Transitions reveal all the cracks routine conceals and rouges over on a daily basis. This fall the make-up had to be scraped off to make…

I once thought that whenever I spoke about something of myself that I risked it no longer being true. Time has shown this is not necessarily the case. Rather, I must be two people. Two people with oscillating desires, interests, and understandings of the world. My shift simply happens coincidentally right as I feel confident…

First off, I must confess to a terrible sin. I am the definition of a coward. I know what the right thing to do is, or at least what I should do, and fail to do so out of fear of the consequences. Does the linchpin of a grenade ever imagine itself trapped? Proud one…