Touli walked up to the door with a quirky smile and rapped once, rubbing her temple anxiously. Honey came to the door in a bronze leotard beaming with childlike pride. “Did you get it?!” “I did.” “Well?” “Sonziwe Lamak” “What’s that?” “That’s his name, and he will bear five seeds for us. Amit, Sult, Jaz, … Continue reading The Bearing
She has lured me, with lust and with love. Celebrated my ego with pomp and with pus. In success, in failure, in pain and in pleasure She has been. I've followed her, enthralled and listless, unable to resist the seductress, limply following her command, and she has told me her dreams and she has ripped … Continue reading She
hope. alone. is oftentimes, enough...
If you don't go bravely, you would remain naive, about your own reflection.
In 2012, my mother was diagnosed with sarcoma (cancer of the muscle). She went on her annual Buddhist retreat that year and bought gifts for my father, brother and sister-in-law. My gifts were a 'faith' keychain, a card saying 'Never Never Never Give Up' and a journal with a quote on the cover; "Go confidently … Continue reading Madness and Passion
age means nothing, warriors push against soil, and grow..all life long..