There it was, trapped between interstate traffic and a 3′ high, concrete lane divider. As I passed, the turtle seemed to be attempting to dig its way through the concrete wall. A futile vision of desperation; of attempted survival. Avoiding countless close calls from oncoming traffic, the turtle beat the …
I have things: ideas, thoughts and feelings that have been burning within me for many, many years. At times, I can feel them clawing inside me, gnawing and tearing at my fleshy walls, yearning to see the light of day. For what purpose, I do not know. Yet, they are …
I step, cautiously yet with intention. I have a destination, although I have no idea where it is. Still, I know that each step I take brings me closer. Days melt into weeks. Weeks become months, which slip into another year. Seasons pass, one by one, circling around again, if I’m …
