Fusion

My ego is not an animalthat needs feeding; the placeyou can touch is my heart —but please go gently,with due respect. You need only possessa genuine concernfor the inner person,fragile being not unlike yourself —fellow traveler throughthis brief burst in eternity. You...

The Moment the Chain Breaks

Raised inside rooms of too-bright light and strict rules,I learned that obedience was the language of divine love—knees bent, eyes down, a hymn to belonging. In Sunday School, we sang of angels while clippingour own wings, polishing the gleaming floor with our...