July 30, 2017

30.07.2017 8:08

In the Belly of the whale Everything had to be perfect for Brother Jonas. The women were dressed in the most demure of demure attire, their sobre and unpretentious handbags heavy with magazines and bibles, their faces alight with righteous glory. The men were pillars of leadership, taking their holy role as head of the […]

02.04.2017 23:00

On a grey couch … Time had chafed my soul and left me toughened like cured leather. You brought me water and I watered my parched soul. And I felt the frightening strain of buds burgeoning, a distressing efflorescence unfolding in  undiscovered crevasses. This she said looking down at me as I lay beneath her.