Dispatches

It’s not a loophole.It’s a covenant. A newborn takes its first breath in a land and that land says, “You’re one of us.”That’s how the story was written.…

~She kneelsnot in prayer,but to touch the earth.Breach the darkened breathof loam and ancient ores.Her hands teeming with languageas old as stars. The earth unfurlspast its veilof grit…

Putrid, thumbed through, bleeding into the baskets.Slow, angry poison - half price!A cure-all in a vial marked vengeance,double-charged for the antidote. They promised a reckoningand gave us a…

~ Behold: You are unyielding but even iron breaks its allegiances when the poles shift.Magnets fall. Not in collapse, but in molting — the shedding before clarity. A…

~ I kneel to the dust where he last stood,and breathe until I find him in the silence.May the ache teach my body to stay.O nameless root beneath…

~He was a man in service of the seeking.Sworn to the storm.Never settled. Never still.Tuned to the frequency behind the noise;chasing the next flash of truth,the crack in…

~ You weren’t radicalized by one lie.You were softened by slow erosion.Not tricked; tuned. The need to belong hummed in harmony with a louder voice.You didn’t reason it…

~Upon a time I believedyour voice could stop the rainstorms.You stood at the helm of my burgeoning life,a well coiffed Gibraltar;the one who knew how the world worked,which…