Vulture Culture

I had a feeling my world was amiss. I’d been dizzy, foggy, confused, listless. There was familiarity there, beside me, dog-like loyalty. Curiosity kept pulling at the leash, trying to change my direction. An auspicious white light in the distance caught my eye, illuminated by freshly sprouted emerald grass. My stomach turned, my heart skipped. … Continue reading Vulture Culture

Howl at the Moon

I opened the door Unfettered And stepped nonchalantly Wrapped in warmth Sun on my skin Lavender breeze Naive and susceptible To harsh reality Expecting a reflection of similarity Sublime in simplicity But this A universe completely foreign Blinded by the light Burned in flames of the uncaring Indifferent and detached Love seems so easy Look … Continue reading Howl at the Moon