in Light we see Light

Bowed in my Canadian suit jacket, arm tattoos visible under my rolled up sleeves, do they think I’m seeking redemption? or perhaps my...

Rarely have I emerged from a forest in which the lungs of this earth have failed to refill and refresh the lungs within my chest Deepened...

A creature of Light I desired to be, past the barren flesh, I wanted to see

of what is to come

A creature of the shadows she wasn't meant to be. So why is this where she resided?

Transplanting - to send ourselves packing, isn’t an easy course of action.

I feel as though I’m seeing things for the first time. Not with new eyes, but with renewed eyes.