Boundaries.

Boundaries are such a strange thing-
invisible and intangible
and yet they make a sound
so harsh
when broken,
like ice
shattering across
a frozen lake
that splinters
into a spider web
around me
as I fall.

A Sliver of a Story.

The journey into myself

had me wandering

inside abandoned taverns

and onto bustling urban streets.

How We Keep Ourselves Apart

I sought the refuge 

of the dark,

to tell you stories

about who I am.