A poem: Ephemeral

We are, each of us, a spark Surrounded by endless night A quick and shallow breath Sunk deep into thick, black, blindness Perhaps this is why we are so unable To breathe in and remain present   Though we live knowing it’s all we have And all that we are We strive with all of…

The Answers

In a culture pushing dichotomies and separation we must remember that the answer is almost never either/or, but almost always both/and.  It is invariably somewhere in the middle, and it always depends. – M. M. Racho Though we have been trained throughout our lives to think in dichotomies, I try my damnedest to reject them. They…