Honest Chaos

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My people married their first cousins and passed on crooked backs and congenital deafness - my people scraped desert island hills into terra...

The light and dark are equals for this one day - passing each other as they always do in the halls of the sky at shift change. What will Nig...

An elder listens to you without interjecting -  they're not waiting their turn to speak - and you mistake their quiet for having nothing...

Would I recognize you all these years later friend from childhood's last days? From bottomless time playing Atari and banana seat bicycl...

It is the edge of morning and  it is snowing and  I am looking through the glass pane of the bedroom window into the woods - the trees are l...

The grind of flying is like wearing shoes with frayed laces in a crowd - everything is about to fall apart and you are about to be trampled ...