I loved him unseen.That was my faith.I reached for lightand lost him.That was my undoing.So I walked through silence,through tasks that scraped the bone,through doubt that tasted like ash.I did not stop loving.That was my power.When he returned,I was...

He came in darkness.No face.No name.Only heat.Only breath.I opened.He moved through melike tide.Like fire.Like something eternal.Every touch a question.Every pause an answer.I saw him once.The light revealed desire.I lost him.I followed anyway.Through fire.Through doubt.Through hunger in my bones.When he...

If the world is half bad and half good do the bad know they're bad, lie awake with it, carry it like a stone And do the good know they're good, wear it quietly, without needing to say? Or is it the other way the bad sleeping soundly, certain...