The Intruder

Photo by Plato Terentev on Pexels.com Mine is a crusade to understand this brokenness, with a solid probability that I never will. Like Durga, who is both protector and destroyer, you and I stroll along soft even ground at times only to dangle off steep mountain craigs at others. Just as the sun can be …

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The Big Sleep

He is abandoned asleep on the sofa. His breathing is light and even. How peaceful he looks, childlike and vulnerable, cocooned in his private inner space, where the outside world cannot touch him. When I see him like that, I imagine how his mother must have looked at him whilst a baby cradled in her …

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