will-o-wisp

There are a hundred things she has tried to chase away the things she won’t remember and that she can’t even let herself think about because that’s when the birds scream and the worms crawl and somewhere in her mind it’s always raining a slow and endless drizzle. The Orjit heard that she had left …

word power

The stories that my grandmother told me I understand, today was the collective experience and learning of my tribe, my community. The story-teller was the keeper of our history and knowledge, they gave us legends to inspire, and they gave us, fools to learn from. They showed us the path to achieve our potential. Whether …