modern spirituality

  • Nobody in Briar’s Hollow ever checked the sky. Not because they couldn’t. Because they had forgotten it mattered. They woke to alarm clocks instead of birds. They stared at glowing screens instead of sunrises. They measured life by deadlines, notifications, grocery lists, and traffic lights. If the wind changed, they blamed allergies. If their mood…

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  • There is a group of people right now arguing in a comment section like their Wi-Fi depends on it. One says, “It’s a spell.” Another clutches pearls and goes, “No, it’s prayer.” Someone with a crystal in their bra whispers, “It’s manifestation.” An atheist leans back like they just won a Nobel Prize and says,…

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  • (Headphones On-Quiet-MILCK) People keep asking if I’m okay.Not because I look sad.Because I don’t look busy being loud anymore. There was a time when my mind felt like a courtroom with too many witnesses.Every thought talking at once.Every feeling demanding testimony.I mistook that noise for depth. Now there is one voice.It doesn’t argue.It watches. It…

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  • The Debt of the Dreamers

    There is madness here—between the spaces where sound should sleep.A photogenic imagination plays its reels again, remembering everything that ever was, even the parts we tried to burn.The student has left the classroom.The chalk dust still floats where lessons once lived.They’ve become the teacher now—the one who stares at the sky and whispers, think the…

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