It so happens I’m not as mature as I like to think I am, and that I adore what everybody deifies: A treasure to thrive over and a glow of immortality, that I sort of want to live on a cliff and feel like how I imagine a lion might feel standing there, looking down… Continue reading Treasure

Sperm Whale

I’ve glided above and beyond the waves of my life like a sea captain who refuses to return to land. Even when I could see myself like a sunset on the horizon, I could never quite reach myself in time to make me happen. The search for self was as slippery to me as the… Continue reading Sperm Whale