blame the moon

I blame the moon. It’s 3am and here I am, staring at the shadowed ceiling from my pillow. She beckons and woos me, drawing on my blood and skin to come outside and bask in her light, dance under her mysterious blue reflection. She plays peekaboo with the sun, always pointing back to him, always … More blame the moon

the currency of hope

“hope: it’s a currency that grows more expensive with time and with exposure to loss.” Sarah selah i’ve always loved plants. and always killed them. after my sister’s funeral (a year ago yesterday), i brought home a plant – there were three different kinds in the bowl, lovely, petite pink roses and lush green leaves, … More the currency of hope

Apocalyptic Love

in remembrance. my best friend told me today that remembering is different than reliving. how right she is. she also told me that apocalypse means an unveiling… “An apocalypse Ancient Greek: ἀποκάλυψιςapokálypsis, from ἀπό and καλύπτω, literally meaning “an uncovering” is a disclosure of knowledge or revelation. In religious contexts it is usually a disclosure … More Apocalyptic Love