divine balance

  • The first thing she noticed was that animals stopped being afraid of her. It happened gradually. A blackbird remained on the cemetery wall when she passed beneath it. A fox stood at the edge of the woods one morning and watched her without running. Even the old neighborhood cat, a scarred thing that trusted nobody…

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  • The Lovers Beneath the Veil

    You have dreamed of him before. You never remember his face. Only the sensation of being followed through places you have never visited while awake. Sometimes there is snow beneath your bare feet. Sometimes black water. Once, an orchard appeared beneath a violet moon, every tree heavy with fruit you somehow knew you were forbidden…

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  • The Weight of Nothing Missing

    Tell me what it feels like to search for somethingwhen nothing is lost. Tell me what it feels like to winwhen there is no opponent. What does it feel like to arrivewhen you never left? It is not fireworks.It is not applause.It is not the loud declaration of a healed story. It is the absence…

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  • Some things remain the same, and some things shift before our eyes. The world likes to ask who followed who, as though one must always walk behind the other. But I tell you this—I was the one who bore life, and he was life itself. They tried to rewrite what we were by naming us…

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