"There are three common concepts that lead to Creative Symbolism. As I have traveled across the country, I have adapted these concepts and supervised others as they've assessed their lives and worked on their own creative symbolism." He rubbed his hands together. Today was going to be a good workshop. "The first concept..." His ears … Continue reading The Greatest Showman
She wore a wooden bowl on her head, which made her feel ridiculous. However, it had saved her life. She was collecting juvia early in the season. The pods fell from the tops of the trees 150-200ft above. They were the size of a small coconut, and could easily spatter your brains everywhere. It was … Continue reading Mixed Nuts
Her scarf slid off and she grabbed it before it hit the ground. His eyes crinkled at the corners. She’d learned that meant he was smiling under his mask. She hadn’t kissed him yet. Pandemic, right? The snow squeaked under their boots as they walked down the middle of the street. It was too early … Continue reading February Idiots
Faith is waning. Followers have left. The building echoes. I am divine no longer.
The bud on the tree is slender and pointed. It hasn’t swelled to its spring fecundity yet. It is a spearhead aimed at the sky. Not waiting, but accusing. Where’s the weather that will make me great? Why isn’t the sun out making the sap flow and giving me life? I am forced to sleep, … Continue reading Dormant