Gaia
I was standing at the kitchen counter when the house heaved like a ship on high waves. One second to...
I was standing at the kitchen counter when the house heaved like a ship on high waves. One second to...
Over and over, every instance, once. That’s the whole story. Never twice. Stepping in the same river. And everything else....
People always arriving and constantly departing makes life an airport of sorts, a station of exchange. Coming in, going out,...
Warrior for peace, said the renowned Teacher. I couldn’t feature it. All my brain could see was the war. What...