DP2 6/9

Religion

You are new with every breath. That’s what my mom says whenever I start to panic, to shut down, and curl into myself. It happens...

She walked down the street with her silver and white earphones in and her spotted skirts swirling around her thighs. Her hair was in a...

For a long moment there were no words to describe the tree’s feelings. But then they came, swift and colourful like the breeze blowing up...

Do you ever feel listless like the weight of the world has momentarily lifted and you feel like you’re floating away. With every breath...

Pluralism. The concept of a free market; free ideas, free culture, free from the constrictions of the government and their subsidiaries....

Shifting winds berate my little raft as I swell along the sea. I smell the rain on the cloudless air and feel the horizon calling to me....

Costly time, how you love my troubled mind. I hand my riches to you time after time. Glistening jewels and gold bricks, velvety furs and...

Well. There are many uses for the word ‘well’. It has always fascinated me that, Well, I could be well and be in a well even as my tears...

Different blades scratch my skin everyday. So far there has been a blade of steel that ripped through my stomach, a knife of iron that...

In a trance I whirl about heedless of the distant shouts. Some days it beckons me and rocks my head in its arms like I was a baby, an...