For each writer there’s a different path, and each path a separate journey.
A full moon, a man-made oasis. In the desert of an empty life, desperation drives delusion. Dogma herds science and religion down an oblivious, narrow path. We live where we were not meant to be. We… Continue reading
“Betty, swears we brought one of them back with us.” “She may be right. I saw a tiny scar behind her ear the other day when I was bathing her. For the past… Continue reading